'I have eaten the plums'
Egg tempera on panel, 30 x 31 cm, July 2025
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten / the plums / that were in / the icebox /and which / you were probably / saving / for breakfast / Forgive me / they were delicious / so sweet / and so cold
– William Carlos Williams
Every time I see a plum, I think of this poem, introduced to me in an English course in a book of collected poems by Yvor Winters.
The plums on our tree are starting to ripen. They are tiny, could it be the lack of rain?
Egg tempera on panel, 30 x 31 cm, July 2025
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten / the plums / that were in / the icebox /and which / you were probably / saving / for breakfast / Forgive me / they were delicious / so sweet / and so cold
– William Carlos Williams
Every time I see a plum, I think of this poem, introduced to me in an English course in a book of collected poems by Yvor Winters.
The plums on our tree are starting to ripen. They are tiny, could it be the lack of rain?
Egg tempera on panel, 30 x 31 cm, July 2025
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten / the plums / that were in / the icebox /and which / you were probably / saving / for breakfast / Forgive me / they were delicious / so sweet / and so cold
– William Carlos Williams
Every time I see a plum, I think of this poem, introduced to me in an English course in a book of collected poems by Yvor Winters.
The plums on our tree are starting to ripen. They are tiny, could it be the lack of rain?