and our breaths on their course of puffs—they kept


our eyes wide with seeing what we
our eyes wide with seeing what we
could see, and not seeing what we could not see. (Sharon Olds)
could see, and not seeing what we could not see. (Sharon Olds)

3 responses to “and our breaths on their course of puffs—they kept”

  1. you’re absolutely right, ellie. and those words are from the poem of the day. good timing, huh? and do you recognize the second photo as a tumbleweed? they dont look alike. tom caught things in this shot you never see.

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