"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)
Monday, November 9, 2015
When the curtain of weeds and leaves falls between my neighbor's house and mine, I avoid looking through my kitchen window, until night at its darkest. Then, the windows, graphed by my screen, glow with Hopper light, and I cannot look long enough.