Meeting Hafez on the Road to Ottawa

Writing Farsi script
on the page of the sky
blackbirds roost
in graceful dots and curves
then fly off all at once
like a poem

Comments

[Vivian]

Wow!

[Kim]

Even better with the pic, Beth.

[Anne Gibert]

Poem and picture, perfect match.

[dale]

Yes. What they said.

[mare]

I was on the road to Ottawa too, yesterday. But I didn't write a poem, nor did I took a lovely photo. I just tried to stay awake.

[Beth]

I slept on the way home! J. was driving, and I could barely stay awake, finally gave in and slept even though it was mid-afternoon.

[laurie]

Hafez!!