Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
Very nice. Thanks for sharing.
A friend of mine, a few hours ago, read my copy of Hate That Cat & she looked up & said: "Charming, just charming. Do you remember reading e.e. cummings?" Such purity here in this post, for a moment it's like nothing else exists...
That's how I feel about your drawings: 'Such purity . . .'
Thank you...But, here's the thing: You must have thought my comment daft, or at the very least confusing! Oh, dear. My friend had said William Carlos Williams, referring to the mention of the poem, not e.e. cummings..Some gaffe, huh?.Anyway, I do Love That you integrate that poem & others into Hate That Cat..
I associate WCWilliams and eecummings in my mind, so thought you were referring to 'someone like WCW.' ho! But I also have confused the two on occasion. xx
Serene shot. Different picture than last year, I recall! I miss east coast birches.
Beautiful red wheelbarrow beside the white birches, upon which so much depends.
What a nice spot of color in this shot.
Simple , but so rich in meanings , colors, feelings ..
the simple truth.... Sounds like all is well up north.
I enjoy your 'takes' on this classic. You ready for this Maine winter?
Alas, it seems I am behind on my blog reading. I missed this lovely poem in November but am glad I found it tonight. I will read it with my students tomorrow. They are deep in HTC after reading LTD as well as immersed in WCW & SC inspired poems.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
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