Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Words with pictures

Sonnet from Jimmie Walker Swamp

The declined summer seemed to call for white wine,
then the sun sank and I was lost in time. Night takes
half my hours, lately, and the reading light burns
the page until I am insensible. 

Standing Wave
By Robert Allen  

images from here, here and here

1 comment:

  1. A most lovely quote, so much that it causes words to scramble about my senses begging to be released into something just as lovely! Your photos match perfectly to the quote, and are a glimpse into life as it happens! Perfect! I especially enjoy the park bench, with the mysterious slight mention of fog rustling from behind...and the two logs I can picture little ones sitting eagering listening to stories being told from the story-teller sitting on the bench! What thought provoking marvels you offered this morning for me! Thanks Alexia!


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