23 August 2007

The parasol is the umbrella's daughter,

And associates with a fan

While her father abuts the tempest

And abridges the rain.

The former assists a siren

In her serene display;

But her father is borne and honored,

And borrowed to this day.


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Blogger Meg Wolff said...

Your Web site is beautiful! Meg

23 August, 2007 18:27  
Blogger Meg Wolff said...

I loved reading Bel Canto too.

23 August, 2007 18:28  
Blogger Dominic Bugatto said...

The 1st and 3rd images have wonderful compositions.

29 August, 2007 10:34  
Blogger lotusgreen said...

thank you meg!--i wonder how i missed your comments! well, sorry--but now that you're here, what other books have you loved? i have just recently been looking around.

and thank you!

29 August, 2007 11:14  
Blogger lotusgreen said...

dominic--yes! aren't they interesting?! they're part of the japanese postcard collections at the MFA boston

29 August, 2007 11:15  

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