March 23, 2013 § 3 Comments
Tagged: Cherry Blossoms, Haiku, Poetry, Portland, Spring
Lovely thought! Are the cherry blossoms really out there already, or is this looking forward in anticipation?
They’re really out there! I took this picture yesterday by the Willamette in Portland. The Steel Bridge is my favourite Portland bridge, and cherry blossom time is my favourite time of year – both here and at home in Ireland. I love the contrast between the fragile, fleeting petals and the hard, enduring steel. They’ll all be gone with the first big gust of wind…
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to a light
like a color slide.
— Billy Collins
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