you forgot her—
and it set the course of my life
Forgetting
Category Archives: photography
Violets and a Fox
there you were, sniffing the violets—
your shoulders hunched and your snout long,
your grey fur, a perfect camouflage on a misty spring night
Alternate Worlds
the alternate world of the photographs that get snapped by mistake—blurry and not always decipherable, an abstraction in composition and color and even in thought—infinitely compelling
February Things
glass hearts on the table
afternoon shadows on the door
heavy snow on the trees
Wish
A Crow in the Trees
the stillness of a perched crow—
perhaps it contemplates a distant destination,
the whisper of flapping wings,
the camaraderie of a journey at dawn across January skies,
or the solitary moment on the margin between flight and rest
Change
who she is now, is not who she was then — and that is as it should be
A Sunday in January
The world outside has turned monochromatic, all shades of grey.
Juliet explores in the snow.
Inside, stacks of books are piled here and there. Dried flowers, pine cones and leftover slices of Christmas oranges are tucked into bowls. The tea brews. The afternoon edges closer to evening just as it starts to snow softly once again.
Lately in Images
Feliz Navidad y Próspero Año Nuevo!
In a tiny cottage-house, out the window
I am wrapped into an old quilt watching a squirrel leap from branch to branch. The crows fly against the grey December sky by the dozens, stretching for miles, black waves echoing in the distance. Closing my eyes, the outlines of the dried oak leaves melt into my mind and right into my soul.
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