Love this from Talespinning.
And sunset wouldnt suit you
you were only twenty-four
although the image of an orange sky
glowing red upon the rice fields
is age-old but hardly seems serene.
I wonder what’s drawing these associations out? That image on the water and the focus on the negative “wouldn’t suit you.” Landscape encounters are engrossing, a sort of framing of memorial experience. Besides firy moments, is there anything more stirring than optical infinity?