EoghanHouseDrawing of a house,  Eoghan Hege-Cornell.  Pen and ink, Nov. 2012

That you could feel this love. To know your pen,
The lines you make, details you leave behind
In scattered sketches, dashed off now and then,
Of spaceships, cars, and houses you’ve designed –
Their new perspective, happily unschooled,
With depth and distance still a bit askew,
Now finding discipline – the eye is fooled
A little more, than when the pen was new.
And yours is fooled a little less, of late.
With architect’s precision, you can see
A structural lie, or unsupported weight,
In answers from your mother, or from me.
The drawings may be just a thing you do.
I ache from love, of how they speak of you.