Picture: close-up of an orange flower
I found this flower, a poppy I believe, in my neighbor’s garden. I just leaned over the fence and snapped this quick photo. It wasn’t quite open all the way, perhaps because the sun wasn’t shining today.
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Wow, this is probably my favorite one! And not just because I totally love orange. Perfect.
I thought of you when I posted this one, figuring that you would be enchanted by the green & orange (the colors reminded me of your jellybean pix) :)
Oh, and there will be more ‘oranges’ coming soon….
I’ve told you about Louise Gluck’s book of poetry, The Wild Iris? Here’s one of my favorites from it:
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The Red Poppy
The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.