Monday, January 28, 2013

Every so often ...

... I read a poem that makes me catch my breath, and then feel like the light is a bit stronger, for no reason that I can identify.

This is today's:

To a Poor Old Woman

by William Carlos Williams

munching a plum on 
the street a paper bag
of them in her hand

They taste good to her
They taste good 
to her. They taste
good to her

You can see it by
the way she gives herself
to the one half
sucked out in her hand

Comforted
a solace of ripe plums
seeming to fill the air
They taste good to her

1 comment:

CC said...

Love it...enjoy "today" and those who are in it, we don't know how long we have with them. Be alive to everything...love, sight, taste, smell...people!