Sophie. She has never met a bee
or an ant that she couldn't stare down.
I measure myself
Against a tall tree
I find that I am much taller,
For I reach right up to the sun
With my eye;
And I reach to the shore of the sea
With my ear.
Nevertheless, I dislike
The way the ants crawl
In and out of my shadow.
Against a tall tree
I find that I am much taller,
For I reach right up to the sun
With my eye;
And I reach to the shore of the sea
With my ear.
Nevertheless, I dislike
The way the ants crawl
In and out of my shadow.
- Wallace Stevens
I follow Sophie outside and watch how she entertains herself. For hours, she stares at one of the honeysuckle bushes, grabbing bees as they flit by.
2 comments:
Cool dog, cool pics, cool Stevens poem (a new one to me--thanks!).
What about getting stung by the bee? In the mouth?! Heheheee
I don't think I focused on far end of the road, but I think I was more so trying to photograph the trees hanging over the road making that tunnel effect. It's so pretty up there at the lake. Thanks for visiting
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