Unfolding

The poetry of unfolding lives in starched white handkerchiefs, the Sunday newspaper and jasmine buds. Also in the pleated elegance of hand painted Japanese fans, Persian carpets and the hundred-eyed shimmer of a peacock’s tail. Not to mention the unfolding of a hummingbird’s wings, lawn chairs and pale blue aerograms. When considering an approach to your own unfolding, consider these things. And also red umbrellas.