Friday, August 22, 2008
11. Selection
Evolution consisting of accidents that turned out all right, I might note the subtle red coloring of house-finches’ heads, the foggy rose stripe that runs along the sides of salmon, the deep pink of a cat’s tongue, and the strong leadership provided by the red in the old flannel robe I am wearing at 3:00 a.m., when somewhere in the city someone has eased an automobile to a full stop before a red traffic-light and feels slightly silly sitting in solitary compliance.
Labels:
11. Selection,
Selection
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment