Wondering wandering
You might say that we carpe’d the diem
In find (sic) style wondering
And found all this in the dark light
Of a soundless moment
On an early spring
post-prandial
stroll
wandering what we might
find if we quit
wandering
& just, um,
looked
.
Photos by D Young.
Text by R Young.
studio arago 
Beautiful, both poem with the wordplays and the photographs. Love the textures.
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thank you . . . we’ve been offline for a few days and will be again off and on as we get into new digs, soon we hope.
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