For your daughter and her granddaughter (Lyn and Ava)   On the fridge the photograph is doing its work: you are alive, young and most dangerous of all, assuredly beautiful. Your life, now ended, is ahead of you, as you and a friend capture a street photographer’s attention.   Neither do you reach out to the future —you are simply alive with days, potent like bubbles waiting within the champagne— nor can we reach back, as if to claim, to touch.   Both of us, either side of a border we approach, prisoners of the light, of the merciful blessings…