Missed Connections in New Orleans
A synesthete would say that spring was thoroughly yellow.
The numbers and letters in your address,
Gold in your hair,
Standing to meet me,
Defying my expectations.
A synesthete has a secondary sensitivity of sound as color or color as sound – a hard-to-imagine experience for anyone without the abilities, but something we might imagine by closing our eyes while listening to music to looking at a piece of art in a quiet room. What would be the sound of yellow? Wind chimes gently moving in the breeze? The vibrating buzz of honey bees as they seek the newly opened flowers? Assigning an auditory value to a visual one is more challenging (for me at least) than I expected!