even before Tom and I were married, he copied a Raymond Carver poem for me and put it in a wooden frame. Now, it hangs above the kitchen sink, where I can see it everyday. It goes like this:
Hummingbird
for Tess
Suppose I say summer. write the word “hummingbird.” put it in an envelope. take it down the hill to the box. When you open my letter you will recall those days and how much, just how much, I love you.
( A New Path to the Waterfall: Poems, by Raymond Carver, Altantic Monthly Press, 1989).
even before Tom and I were married, he copied a Raymond Carver poem for me and put it in a wooden frame. Now, it hangs above the kitchen sink, where I can see it everyday. It goes like this:
( A New Path to the Waterfall: Poems, by Raymond Carver, Altantic Monthly Press, 1989).