Monday, December 20, 2021
On water
I loved Christine's haiku this week-- one of my favorites!:
Rip'ling before me
Water calls my name; dive in...
A fluid embrace.
Water calls my name; dive in...
A fluid embrace.
My dad is no slouch either, and I have seen him do exactly this:
I pause still holding
the brush loaded with wet paint
to hear the music.
the brush loaded with wet paint
to hear the music.
