09 August 2010

Hidden metaphor du jour.

No, you tell me what it means.

I believe today (for the next few hours, at least) is day eleven of fifteen in the pocation.

I have written at least fifteen pages of poems this summer, and that's fine with me.

This summer isn't last summer, and vice versa.

I like some of the things I've written.

And that is all I can hope for, really.

3 comments:

M.J.Iuppa said...

Mary, did you take this photograph?

Metaphor: You never know when there will be flight. . .

Taking off is the hardest part.

Like the photo a lot.

M.J.

marybid said...

I love your "readings," MJ!

And yes, I chased that butterfly all around the yard until it gave me a chance to take a picture. :)

Robin Merrill said...

What a cool picture!

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