VOICES AND SHADOWS (OVERTURE)

"Never place a period where God placed an ellipsis..." - Gracie Allen

I was 11 years old when it happened. A grand man's voice - maybe millions made one! - spoke my name in a mildly plaintive tone.

It was 1988, the year I hear you were born - you, who would go on to be in Mighty Araby for a spell, yes? It was earlier in your manhood. Anyway, you returned home to find me and keep me for life...

[NOTE: Here in this dubious prose poem, I run the risk of oversignifying the lovey-dovey, blissful infatuation we share. Anyway, it came upon me today, so I posed a little palm's up - I didn't used to be a hand model!]