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Sunday, April 27, 2008

Splintered green truck bed



"...A heavy sky that
holds away the ragged cold,
the sweetness of lights and signs and faded buildings..."

From "Where I Grew Up" by Robert Gregory

13 comments:

Shelly Lowenkopf said...

Seriously back in business. A keeper. Maybe we'uns ought to assign you papers more often.

Squirrel said...

Enjoyed the poem very much. and the rust and the green and splintered wood. It's a very quiet, still photo.

Lee's River/Zlatovyek said...

"...oh hard hearts and pretty days to come". And as squirrel says the rust and green and wood work well together
toujours super, chica.

Dale said...

Wow. That's a staggeringly rich photo.

Granny J said...

That is a lovely photo, with an excellent accompanying song, tho it reminds me of my age. I don't know which is worse -- to come of age in a small, dying plains town or in a place that is overcome by expansion & boom times.

writer reading said...

You are so creative, between the green crush and the truck bed, I'm simply in awe.

MB said...

This is a marvelous pairing. You find the best little corners of things, time after time.

Lori Witzel said...

Big grins, all y'all!

Shelly: Heh -- I would like to see your assignments, but in lieu of that, trust me, I'll make more work of all my joyful playtime! I've also heard my reading list for the Fall Semester is pretty stout...

Squirrel: Thanks! How is the light in Nyack these days? Still a little silvery, what with the reflections off the Hudson?

LeeR: Muchas grassy-a**!

Dale: Snagged in about five minutes in the driveway of a very scary junk-yard...amazing riches abound, when I take the time to look.

Granny J: Hard to say -- Phoenix kept erasing itself around me in rebuild-and-boom during the brief time I lived in AZ, and some of the small towns in NY State I recall from childhood have rusted out into flat patches along a state highway. Everything changes, I guess.

WriterReading: I suspect you'd be more in awe of my lack of sense, wheeling around at an intersection because some passing bit of rust or shine caught my eye. :-) But thanks, and aw shucks!

MB: Aw shucks times two...

Gloria, Writer Reading said...

These vehicles are moving???!!!

Lori Witzel said...

Mizz G.: Sorry for the murkitude -- no, everything I see is very still, as am I (except I am resistant to tripods, so not as still as I could be).

But I can spot something interesting out of the corner of my eye while tooling down the highway, and this was one such. I really should get a bumper sticker that says "Will Brake for Rust".

:-)

dennis said...

Dennis thinks how he notices things more when he has a camera... but he saw a dark blue car parked on the street alongside a red leafed maple, and the hubcaps were silver and unusual like spiders webs, and a streetlight shown down as it was twilight--but he did not have his camera.
still it was so pretty so he soaked it in.

Seriously you make me look at cars differently, old and new.


ps
thanks for the song, I only like the loving touch so I never wrestle or chase much. (I like to chase then stop short, to verbally scold that little wart)

Paulette said...

Love the pictures, love the poems!

Paulette said...

Thank you for the link to the lab casts, their great.

In regards to your "will brake for rust", have you ever checked out Decayed Machinery?
http://community.livejournal.com/deadmachinery/