There is nothing not
understood;
only misunderstood.
Everyone understands everything.
Does it matter how different
the answers are?
Bridge Street
How could a name conceived
with such utility
now carry so much imagining?
There is a nostalgia here
for steel.
There is a nostalgia here
for luck.
There are faces in my floor -
These are all from my bathroom floor with no processing. The blue is color distortion from a cheap digital camera (or is it?)
Heart of a tree, butterfly, ripples in a pond...?
2 comments:
italics are wonderful, just as your wooden floor.
thanks, antonia - words on the page are such impostors in a way, we glide along on the surface, but everything has so many meanings - italics are cool, they never stand up straight
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