this year
i discovered
dahlias.
discovered,
more specifically,
that i can grow them.
i also discovered
instagr.am
and fell flat out
in love
with photography,
realizing
what a visual
person i am.
and how i take
pictures
the way i present
myself in life:
only a wee little
bit at a time.
perceived safety and all.
we’ll talk more about that
later.
i discovered
sunflowers this year, too.
oh, i knew sunflowers
from way back.
in graduate school,
i’d trek up to stowe
for some good wine,
good chocolate,
and roadside
sunflowers,
sold on the
honor system.
but this year,
thanks to the
help of my
camera
(iphone 4, no less)
i came to
know both
dahlias and sunflowers
in a different,
more intimate way,
much as jane kenyon
came to know
peonies . . .
In the darkening June evening
I draw a blossom near, and bending close
search it as a woman searches
a loved one’s face.
sunflowers,
like so many people i’ve been honored to know,
age
and eventually die
with grace.
something you’re
bound to see
if you don’t just gaze
or look
or glimpse
but see,
deeply,
lovingly
see.
Your iphone photography is –this– close to sending me shopping and away from my droid.
Verizon Iphone 4s, perhaps?
oooh, yes, iPhone4 and IG. I’ll meet you there, Angela!
gorgeous, sensual, colorful, intimate…all ways I would describe you, my friend.