Sunday, February 07, 2010

A poem drives through the poet's mind

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...blade down.

9 comments:

Evie Christie said...

I love this

Julie T. Ewald said...

This is a fantastic take on this image! I think I need to spend more time with pictures.

Brenda Schmidt said...

Thanks Evie!

Thanks Julie!

Carla B said...

cutting edge!! best use of a snow plow I've seen lately.
love your blog Brenda. And I love it when I can get to hi-speed to enjoy it.

Brenda Schmidt said...

Thanks Carla! I hope our paths will cross next winter if not before!

Brenda Schmidt said...

This morning I revisited "ned after snowslides", a wonderful hypertext work that I linked to back in 2005. I updated the link in the original post, but thought I'd mention it here as well.

Lemon Hound said...

Great shot.

Brenda Schmidt said...

Thanks, LH!

Pearl said...

gosh I hate it when there are buried cars parked against regulations in the middle of an incoming poem's path. such a grinding disruptive crash.

to smooth plowing thru all its winding ways.