Don Leafote

He calls himself a leaves protector
- a futile but very brave and necessary task.

(they´re out there again with their noisy
blowers, chasing defenseless fallen leaves
with machine power...)

And it´s windy in Berlin.

"Wild nights - Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden -
Ah - the Sea!
Might I but moor - tonight -
In thee!"

(Emily Dickinson: Wild nights - Wild nights!)


ArtSparker hat gesagt…

A Vanitas kind of guy...He is lovely, and all the pointy bits are like defensive measures of sorts. Who knew, Emily Dickinson rocks....

Deb G hat gesagt…

Windy here too, blowing leaves everywhere. I can just see that little guy out chasing leaves....

jude hat gesagt…

i particularly love the "lean".
leaf blowers spoiled my whole day yesterday.