![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1VQdEhieJGsQw56N8IuJc-4RxCmMzSDZMtxbkjW4BM9p2qbYcGCb_Kt5hLQldSLrjCQhuWc48Qzk7S0FjWbOQPVQtW1W0czA_Z8ipEFPeMKEPDT7ueQCGBVoFO_7Ao6SOpKK983kGYM_/s400/untitled.bmp)
Passing Remark
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.
William Stafford
Posted over on Poetry Foundation
No comments:
Post a Comment