Capturing The Moment — Spring Arranges My Window   5 comments

These saguaro buds are popping out all over.

The green-stick tree (Palo Verde) at providing a brilliant yellow contrast to the Sonoran Desert. 

These Ocotillo blossoms seem to be weighing-down the branch. — Images by kenne

These images are examples of how spring arranges my window of the desert — as arranged by an E. E. Cummins abstract hand:

Spring is like a perhaps hand

Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere) arranging
a window, into which people look (while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here) and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps
hand in a window
(carefully to
and from moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there) and

without breaking anything.

5 responses to “Capturing The Moment — Spring Arranges My Window

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  1. Kenne,
    I get your blog each week, and this one was a treasure. Thank you for the beautiful words and images.

  2. Stunning Spring in the Desert pictures! That is the most flower buds I have seen yet in a pic of a Giant Saguaro. And that Ocotillo blossom….what a beauty!
    The e e cummings poem was great. He was a strong influece over me trying my hand at writing poetry when I was 15 years old. I loved the freedom with which he wrote, the rebel of poets is kind of how I saw him. Sort of what I wanted to be also, but really just managed the rebel part. My poetry was prolific at times, but was never collected, always given to the person I wrote about. Not until about 8 years ago when I put a small, (self published/printed) run of a book of poems called, Themes From a Coffee Bean. I no longer have a copy of it, but just recently found one of the friends that does, so I asked her to photocopy it for me. Should I ever get the copies, I will post some of them.

    Thanks for the e e cummings poem!

    • . . . so many greats, so little time to discover and read — for some, our teachers have guided us, but today the Internet has opened the door to many great writers of little stature.

  3. well, well, well. So you’re in Arizona. I’m not surprised. You always preferred nature to city. Nice pics.

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