I worked on this last night. I knew I wanted to do something with this photo when I uploaded it to my computer a month ago. All yesterday afternoon I thought about what I might want to say. I was going in the direction of "when trouble comes" but the picture ended up wanting something else! Sometimes my words come first and I go looking for a photo to fit the words. This time around, the photo came first and I had to work a bit to get to the word part.
This "thang" speaks of noticing the seemingly unimportant ordinary moments. It is one of my traits that I often delight in the simplest things. I think it runs in my genes. There are others in my family who are very much like me in this aspect (or perhaps it is I who am like them, since they are older than me).
I can't find the words for my "thangs" if I don't have time to for contemplation and slow movement in my life.
Your words for these "thangs" speak to me, Annie, indeed the last line could well have read "the poet does speak".....
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DeleteThis one is terrific. I think you found exactly the right words. It reminded me immediately of that quote ... “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ― Mary Oliver
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