Wednesday, January 12, 2011

The Old Barn at Mill Brook Farm


PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL: 


Scents of the Past

Three photographs 
tacked to piquant chestnut
recall a party 
long since over. 

In an apple crate,
hand-lettered decorations 
name the forgotten event 
and the date. 

Then It smelled 
of loud music, 
hot casserole, 
sweet sweat dabbed discreetly. 

Before, for two hundred years
no party could dislodge 
the perfume of ripe apples 
and ripe sweat.

And earlier still, a prehistory 
of forgotten tales 
and tails 
and their particular aromas.  

Edgily hollow,
restively quiet, 
great space eager 
to move beyond apples. 

4 comments:

Trotter said...

Lovely to see the sun shining!!

Ted Roth said...

We've had plenty of sun this wonter. It's just that it doesn't seem to warm things very much.

Trotter said...

That's the problem in Northern Europe also; not in Portugal... ;)

Ted Roth said...

Glad to hear you are staying warm. It was 4 degrees F when I woke up this morning.