Love Song
SWEEP the house clean,
hang fresh curtains
in the windows
put on a new dress
and come with me!
The elm is scattering
its little loaves
of sweet smells
from a white sky!
Who shall hear of us
in the time to come?
Let him say there was
a burst of fragrance
from black branches.
William Carlos Williams
Yesterday
I loved a yellow tulip
took it home for my own pleasure
a burst of sunshine on our table
This morning Bob saw aspen buds
waving just outside our bedroom window
We put our skis on, followed Fish Creek trail
and heard redwing blackbirds calling
lsc/2009
No comments:
Post a Comment