What we put on the landscape

Still having difficulties with the DSL and/or the modem. The support guy ordered a tech visit and a new modem today, but it may be several days yet. Tonight, I have already lost another picture, a couple of paragraphs and the poem. Here goes another try. I got this shot from the car on the trip, and only this version, there was no time to recompose. What I like is the way the colors of the sky reflect in the polished metal. I guess these are for grain storage. And I am sure you love these wide-open skies the way I do; why not?
And (not really) because there are no people in this picture,
here is a poem with some people:

“Watching People Walk Along”

Watching people walk along, put on a suit,

a hat, an expression and a smile,

watching them bent over their plates eating patiently,

work hard, run, suffer, cringe in pain,

all just for a little peace and happiness,

watching people, I say it's hardly fair

to punish their bones and their hopes

or distort their songs or darken their day,

yes, watching

people weep in the most hidden corners

of the soul and still be able

to laugh and walk with dignity,

watching people, well, watching them

have children and hope and always

believe things will get better

and seeing them fight to stay alive,

I tell them,

it's beautiful to walk along with you

to discover the source of new things,

to get at the root of happiness,

to bring the future in on our backs, to address

time on familiar terms and know

we'll end up finding lasting happiness,

I tell them, it's beautiful, what a great mystery

to live treated like dirt

yet sing and laugh

how strange!

Juan Gelman from Dark Times Filled With Light; the selected work of Juan Gelman,

translated from the Spanish by Hardie St. Martin, University of Rochester, 2012, reprinted in

Brochure Open Letter, page 14.

Hopefully, later posts will make more sense! Sleep tight!