Thursday 15 March 2007

Twelve Hours: Dawn to Dusk

5.40 am
the moon in the trees

you are not the wind in the orchard

2.00 pm

5.30 pm

5.40 pm
not even close
to being the field of cornflowers at dusk

It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.

I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley,
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.

From Litany, by Billy Collins.


  1. I see you've git your spring.

  2. Love the light on the side of the building at 5.30

  3. Those rolls!! Ah to sit under a tree and enjoy the light, the foilage and these treats!

  4. amazing!

  5. Ben:
    We had an incredibly mild winter, and now spring has sprung a couple weeks early.

    I love observing the shifting light from the different windows of my apartment.

    tongue in cheek:
    Let's put some cinnamon-walnut-rolls in a bag and go exploring! ;-)

    Observing nature is always such an uplifting experience, isn't it?

  6. Lovely, that first photo in the series.
    You have hit upon the epitome of my favorite color.
    Moonlit, night-time blue.
    -- Cip


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