Tuesday, August 25, 2015

peaches



The opposing
of peach and sugar
and the sun inside the afternoon
like the stone in the fruit.

The ear of corn keeps
its laughter intact, yellow and firm.

August.
The little boys eat
brown bread and delicious moon.

Frederico Garcia Lorca

3 comments:

Vikki said...

Gorgeous picture and beautiful words to think about.

alissa said...

Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
Peaches come from a can,
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way,
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin' bulges in the shade.
-presidents of the United States of America

slim pickins said...

LOVE THAT!!