So, here's a Sonoma landscape seen from above the ground. And then 2 photos seen from below. Well, sort of. The sweep of clouds; the gears of water. A liquid forest.
Seen after an exquisite lunch of sweetbreads & such. And the poem? In the clouds & in the gears.
So wha if every sound reminds me of another? I look for you all over town-- A shard of light might hit my eyes bounce the sun off the gold I gave you and bring it all home
3/20
ReplyDeleteSo wha if every sound reminds me of another?
I look for you all over town--
A shard of light might hit my eyes
bounce the sun off the gold I gave you
and bring it all home
1997