Photograph of midnight Sun taken by, Theresa Jodray..In Delta Junction, Alaska.
Sitting here and wondering what does it mean?
When you wake every morning and read, write and read
Shouldn’t you hurry off to work you should go
But instead you must read all the friends that you know
Does this odd behavior elicit an imbalance?
Perhaps a psychiatrist needs and analysis
Yet you continue each day wasting daylight
Perhaps you should get out and enjoy the sunlight
loved the poem...your last few photo's have been so outstanding...Want my friend to see them whe he gets back from Circeo...he has some new ones for me...;-)
I know what you mean girl! No matter what else goes on during the day I have to come here to AD to check up on my friends, say hi and see what they've written today!! We ain't wastin the sunlight, we're savoring the friend-light!!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
Really Bitchen!
TRASK
Gregg
Both photo and write...
Trixie
LOL,
Caryn xo
~~michael~~