Mrs. French has done it again, gone into Flickr with a dreamy vision that goes straight from her heart into mine. This time it's pink peonies. As I commented there, I passed up a bunch of pink peonies just the other day, but now I am determined to get some to enjoy this weekend.*
© 2006, Pear Biter
Thus inspired, I went looking for a poem. Since I cannot control line spacing here in my blog, I have done a screen shot from Poets.org because it seems clear to me that the spacing is a key visual element to Charles Wright.
Littlefoot, 19 [This is the bird hour]
by Charles Wright
* I have a hunch that Ribelli and I will be spending some time together this weekend. (Are you wondering, "Who is the mysterious Ribelli?" Well, I just this instant decided to name my camera -- she is a rebel and everything sounds better to me in Italiano.)