August break XIII

I’ve not seen the film Crossing Delancey since I put ye olde video casette recorder out to pasture many years ago. It was my go to comfort film; whenever I was off work sick and stuck alone in my flat with no one to do my bidding I would put this on, wrap myself in a duvet and feel the love (and the puzzlement as to why having a pickle shop could be seen as as a bad thing). I may have to see if I can get hold of this on DVD and relive that love and comfort.

Anyhoo – the reason I mention it is because this poem is quoted in it – based on the Chinese Book of Songs, I adore the imagery and simplicity…

ripe plums are falling
now there are only five
may a fine lover come for me
while there is still time

ripe plums are falling
now there are only three
may a fine lover come for me
while there is still time

ripe plums are falling
i gather them in a shallow basket
may a fine lover come for me
tell me his name

Canon 5D MKII + 17-40mm lens