Friday, April 24

Poetry

Looking closely at a citrus segment, the shape and design of the tiny sections of juice, the way they fit together, I was reminded of a butterfly wing. The word "poetry" came to my mind. I realized this is what poetry is to me: describing one thing in terms of another, finding or creating connections that make us look at a thing with new, widely opened eyes. The wing of an orange. Butterfly segments revealed beneath the peel.


2 comments:

KJ said...

You are cool. So is God. :)

drewey fern said...

Beautiful! I love it.