Friday, November 19, 2010

pale beauty

Hydrangea paniculata in soft morning light

1 comment:

shutterlovebug said...

Beautiful.


A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,

Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,

Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind --

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs.