Friday, September 25, 2009
In scenery I like flat country.
In life I don’t like much to happen.
In personalities I like
mild colorless people.
And in colors I prefer gray and brown.
My wife, a vivid girl
from the mountains, says,
“Then why did you choose me?”
Mildly I lower my brown eyes—
there are so many things
admirable people do not understand.
Posted over on Poetry Foundation