Originally uploaded by amandabhslater.
Vision by May Theilgaard Watts
Today there have been lovely things
I never saw before;
Sunlight through a jar of marmalade;
A blue gate;
A rainbow in soapsuds on dishwater
Candlelight on butter
The crinkled smile of a little girl
Who had new shoes with tassels
A chickadee on a thorn-apple;
Empurpled mud under a willow,
Where white geese slept;
White ruffled curtains sifting moonlight
On the scrubbed kitchen floor
The underside of a white-oak leaf;
Ruts in the road at sunset;
An egg yolk in a blue bowl.
My love kissed my eyes last night.
John sent me the above poem handwritten with a fountain pen on lovely cartridge paper, so romantic. He suggests it refers to when we were first together, and the fact that photography (ways of seeing) got us together.
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