Wednesday 14 September 2011

Evensong


Afterglow
This evening
19:16PM
13th District

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The Secret

Some things that fly there be, --
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.

Some things that stay there be, --
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.

There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!

Emily Dickinson

11 comments:

  1. I agree with Jinsky !!!
    I've looked for words, or at least ONE word, to add to hers ...
    She's said exactly what I feel about the combination of your photo and ED's poem ... EXQUISITE !
    Marie-Noëlle

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  2. what a lovely sky - worth at least a thousand pictures.

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  3. wonderful and highly individual words perfectly complemented by your image.

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  4. Thank you all for your exquisite and generous words!

    The sky was bright pink on the one side of our apartment and on the other a bright blue band of blue was left, just before the sun sank below a cloud bank in the west. This morning, sunshine again. The most beautiful Seotember imaginable.

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  5. Wow! What an incredible photo and Emily Dickinson's words are beautiful coupled with it here.

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  6. @ A Brush with Color,
    some days, just looking out the window is all one needs to do. ;-)

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  7. Like Tiffany stained glass! Beautiful!

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