Me, on a Blue and Red Rug
facing a bay window
beyond which stands a birch
—and the sky of course,
for what would birch be
without sky?
No, seriously…
what would it be?
I’ll tell you:
it would be a splinter
boring through the earth
not sure which way is up.
A lovely image, Carin.
Let me show my birch tree: it’s that one slender white trunk in a forest of pine and spruce. Woods in Quebec I guess.
I can see it!