Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Answer

I have a number of photos scanned and saved to my computer, and it can be interesting sometimes to write a post or read a poem and see if some particular image calls to me. This poem and this image were matched instantly in my mind upon first read. No, I don't recall seeing "Purple of the pansy out of the mulch and mold crawl into a dusk of velvet"... but I remember the purple of a February tulip peeking out from beneath a blanket of dead leaves by the entrance of Cowen Park.

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