Monday, January 23, 2017

You can edit only what you see

Today, she will go for a walk and in her minds's eye see those tulips on the side table waiting for her return. She wants you to know about tulips.  Those mirrors into the kindest places within us.  Grasp the tulip's center, and you will gasp in awe.  As her grandmother reminded her, "To see is to edit.  And remember:  eat your greens; stay with the magic of the spiral."  Grandmother was one wise, nasty woman.  And tulips are sexy beyond compare.

1 comment:

  1. Intuition 2

    blasted precipice of the child once scolded
    always watching behind her
    for an echo of the warnings
    ironed shirts a refuge
    shined shoes
    which lined up form a weapon--
    no recourse for the poor boy
    who scuffs his way through the door