Alcy, Debi and I had our Christmas on the 23rd since Alcy works Christmas Day and Debi was doing family on the 24th.
As usual I am a lousy gift giver. I have great admiration for people that are good at gift giving. Both Alcy and Debi are—so I made out like a bandit.
Several months ago I shared with Alcy a poem that I like very much. The poet claims that it is the shortest poem in the English language. I think I could write one that would be one letter shorter but then I am not a poet.
Alcy is into calligraphy and I sorta made a suggestion that I would really like to have a really well done copy of the poem framed. She went me one better. Instead of doing calligraphy, she decided that since I am a photographer, okay, we are photographers, that the letters should be photographs of objects that are shaped like the letters. She found photographs that spelled out the poem and had them matted and custom framed for me. A very thoughtful and personal gift. The poem is by Eli Seigel…