(All images by Dale Williams Barrigar)
I see her in the symphony rain
with her gown falling off
her shoulders
and the rain
in her eyes that is
her and her tears
in the blue rain.
…
And I saw the Sun Coyote
I called her the Sun Coyote
because she was in the yellow sun
licking her healing wound
in a green field
near creek-side sedge.
And I knew she was OK.
And I sang
quietly inside.
Dale Williams Barrigar and Boo
Saragun Springs 
Dale
As I’ve said before Boo is a star. Fortunately you are not the sort of cheap soul who would give him a YouTube channel for profit.
A Water Dog too–that last shot is truly amazing. And the juxtaposition of the images and poetry is grand. Sadness and the joy of life combining to make a third thing.
Leila
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Thank you, Leila, and Boo sez thank you too!
The pictures and the two parts of the words were all created separately and they came together later like magnets on their own in a kind of collage-like effect. I remember making collages in first grade art class and being very dissatisfied with the results, enough that I remember it better than any successes I may have had in that regard. And it ruined recess for me.
The first picture is Lake Superior looking off toward Canada and the other two are Clear Lake outside Atlanta, Michigan, in the far northern part of Michigan’s Lower Peninsula. The least populated county in the entire state of Michigan and a place I used to retreat to for rest and rejuvenation after various heartbreaks (not all of them romantic).
Dale
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