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Paterson lies in the valley under the Passaic Falls
its spent waters forming the ouline of his back.
Say it, no idea but in things
a man like a city and a woman like a flower
—who are in love. Two women. Three women.
Innumerable women, each like a flower.
But
only one man—like a city.
~ William Carlos Williams, from Paterson
I took this photo yesterday at the Great Falls National Park. How is it that I worked nearby for years & never moseyed over here. I was so moved to see the same sight as the cover of Paterson, a book I've been reading constantly for decades.
This post begins a week of Williams or until I run out of pictures that I took yesterday.