Save Water. Photo by Robert Rath from Robert’s website.
I’ve just started reading Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. For today’s poem I chose at least one sentence from every 100 pages (the edition I’m reading has 1,070 pages of very small type). I ended up choosing 12 sentences from pages 151, 278, 316, 429, 506, 563, 589, 647, 728, 840, 924 and 1,026. Then I ordered them in as meaningful a way as possible.
To select which of Robert’s images I would use, I added up the page number values and divided the result by 12 to get the average, which was 583. I then used the image from day 583 of Robert’s 1000-photo project.
A random shrug
She had heard no mention of his name
She had seen the brief pause in his glance
He did not care to explain his presence
How did you find out where I was?
He was so tired of all those people
The words in his mind were like the beat of steps
She did not trust the useless young men
And then she gasped because the trail had turned
It seemed to her that she saw him fall
Men do not live by the mind, you say?
There is no way to disarm any man
Learn that there are things beyond your reach.
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