"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Somebody Loves Us All
The filling station in Elizabeth Bishop's poem is a bit more traditional than this homemade one hanging near Lake Cheston's metal bridge, but it's living proof of her poem's last line: "somebody loves us all."
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