R.L. Swihart's Blog, page 100

Found Object: Roadside Revisionist R. Mutt

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Childhood

Michigan. Summer. Poetry everywhere I turn.
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Found Object: Backlit Leaf

Michigan. Summer. Poetry.
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Effi Briest Details: Guido Reni & Benjamin West

The very next morning she dressed with care in discreet black and walked towards Unter den Linden to call on the Minister’s wife. She sent in her card which bore only the words: ‘Effi von Innstetten, née von Briest’. Everything else had been left off, including ‘Baroness’. ‘Her Excellency will see you’–Effi followed the servant into an anteroom where she sat down and, in spite of her agitation, examined the pictures decorating the walls, first Guido Reni’s Aurora, then opposite a few English etchings, engravings after Benjamin West in the familiar style of aquatints, full of light and shade. One of them was of King Lear on the blasted heath. 

Michigan: Something: Nothing

Michigan. Something. Nothing. A Sunday morning at the picture window, watching the birdfeeder.
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Michigan: Summer: Walking

Only after "words" did I employ Vuillard (green borders), Van Gogh (shorn yellow field) and Escher (100 tessellated Canada geese)

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Michigan: Summer: Poetry

Michigan. Summer. Poetry. Read more poetry in 2020. 
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Sandhill Cranes @ Roundabout

Sandhill Cranes @ Roundabout. Slow down. Read more poetry in 2020. R L Swihart's Woodhenge @ Amazon.com.
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Michigan: Walking Down A Country Road: Oak Archway

Another poem from R L Swihart's Woodhenge. "To Infinity" makes a good bookend to the first and title poem.

TO INFINITY 

A new barn with white trim near the corner of Waite and Hurrey. A large scrape (scape) of brown dirt will be green next year 

1111 Old School: Sheryl used to live there. I can see her getting off the bus. I have the urge to knock but don’t A driveway (new to me) disappearing into a tunnel of trees and a tangle of green (skunk cabbage, charlie, nettles, young timothy, white and yellow dandelion pops) 

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The living continue to thrive, they are accustomed to little else. The dead insist on another verb (infinite mode) still secret to me

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Best,

R L Swihart

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Escape Artist

Black squirrel escaping up a locust tree. Michigan.
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