The Summer in Photos: June 13, 2021
The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth.
William Blake, Proverbs of Hell
The rabbit was eating peaches fallen from the tree. She looked up at me as if to say, “Who are you to visit me as the sun is setting and the night begins to fall?”
I suffered for young birds, for young rabbits caught in the mower,
My grief was not excessive.
For to come upon warblers in early May
Was to forget time and death:
Theodore Roethke, “The Far Field”