Our Lady

of the Landfill.  Albany Bulb.  Last visit over 1-1/2 years ago and She is as powerful & elegant as ever.  Like a memory of the favorite family meal.  Like the first poem that startled & inspired.  An embrace to the good.  You know, She can dance, too.  

Eyes

What the eyes see are reliable
as what a tongue tastes
or what ears hear of a poem

With our recent drought, the water was imagined.  Here's the actual scenario at Albany Bulb,
trash included.