bending ragged in the rain
speaks to me
of all gentleness and its enduring."
- from The Collected Later Poems of William Carlos Williams
Angling for a close in view of ornamental fruit blossoms, I anticipate this year's yet-to-come blowsy peonys and luscious summer roses - in the height of their glories, fragrantly beckoning from half a block away. It's hard to believe it's already June - but all of summer is yet to arrive, ours for the daily taking in. Tis a soul-restoring thing to be out under the vast sky, even just to sit on the front doorstep, reading in a Saturday sunbeam.
Cyndy,
ReplyDeleteDon't which are more beautiful... your photographic images or your word images!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Frank, (think copier)
Should be "know" (of course) between don't and which.
ReplyDeleteProof reading is apparently underrated.
Same guy.
Thanks for the kind words, Frank - glad to know you're stopping in!
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