with the poet Robert Lowell who wrote (an excerpt from "Epilogue":
Pray for the grace of accuracy
Vermeer gave to the sun's illumination
stealing like the tide across a map
to his girl solid with yearning.
We are poor passing facts,
warned by that to give
each figure in the photograph
his living name.
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I am wise enough to be humbled by his writing and to just share this excerpt with you, my readers.
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2 comments:
Anita, I don't really get the poem.
it's only an excerpt so I am probably not doing justice to the poem. But is you just say the words aloud, it'slovely music.
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