I wish I could take a photograph of the sound of the rain tonight or paint a picture using the precise chromatic but no that's what music is for though the rain is easing and there is silence my camera stares at me from across the room while I do this
Ah Rob, and poetry is sky writing without aperture. Some thing or one, is always watching. hopefully.
ReplyDeleteThanks for saying it, brother James.
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