Poetry Where You Live by Raymond A. Foss
There is poetry where you live in the real-time, living of our lives little bits of grace, of beauty, of magic moments, images, sensory collisions stopping to notice them, to really see them, the hula skirt oak blossoms, after they have shed their pollen, the snow of parmesan cheese on my spaghetti, the wedding bouquet of nascent lilacs the laugh of our girls, the smile of my wife when I come in the door the tied-dyed sunset of the other night trying to think of the cascade of color the cacophony of the birds in the bushes out front the story of a gift of grace on the radio Slow down, look around, and see the poetry where you live too
May 7, 2008
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