Painted alley

"...Beauty is strict,
it passes:

an echo, a wedge
of harmony..."

From "Bagatelles" by Don Bogen

Seussian

"...this is a strange, unlikely tethering,
a furious grafting of the quick and the slow..."

From "Poor Angels" by Edward Hirsch

The moment before

"...cows
and men, stars, houses, all of us flying
every which way..."

From "Metonomy: Part for the Whole" by Michael Salcman

Pastel roses

"...what
if a bear crosses my path now?
What if the bees find me? ..."

From "Younger Woman Shopping for a Blouse" by Laura Kasischke


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Yes, as Amber noted, I'm working too much...oh well. More pics sooner than later...

Gravestone and wildflowers

"...Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten.
When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements..."

From "Words for Departure" (scroll down to see the poem) by Louise Bogan

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And something more.

Bent downstream

"...Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
Deeper down..."

From "For once, then Something" by Robert Frost

Hog-tied post

"...pray
to the god of smoke and the god of stench
and the god of this man’s thoughts
to become the wind and blow this fire
down..."

From "A Splinter Becoming a Burning Plank" by Curtis Bauer

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Long days (a large work project looming), some sore throat-y thing, and random acts of other work pressure mean nothing fresh until this weekend...but I am glad you've stopped by.