I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
~poem by William Carlos Williams, photo by me~
"I want to move on
I want to explore the light
I want to know how to get through
Through to something new,
Something of my own--
Move on...
And the way you catch the light
And the care
And the feeling
And the life
Moving on."
The New York streets taught me how to see...how to explore the light...the light that leads me to you [beauty, you].
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i've heard that poem by william carlos before, maybe even seen it in an exhibit somewhere, though i don't remember. i do remember it striking me with its simplicity that hints at so much more, allowing my imagination to play along.
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