Friday, June 05, 2015

last night I bought mogra strands. The scent like a backdrop.
A perceptible change in the air this morning.
Everyone waiting for the rain. Even the crows are quieter.

The other day I stopped to pick up a yellow flower.
and looked at it. really, really looked at it.
such moments should be remembered.

maybe translating poyetry in the pre- but  not- quite monsoon does that to you.

3 comments:

cat5fiction said...

Is the mogra similar to jasmine or gardenia? Gardenias have an amazing scent. I tried to grow one in my yard here, but the deer ate it!

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PQ said...

I am just like you about admiring flowers, for me a lot of them here remind me of home, the ones I grew up with. Flowers are wonderful, they just silently bring so much joy :)

Billy said...

Yes, I too love to really really look at flowers.