AfterglowThis 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
Exquisite!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Jinsky !!!
ReplyDeleteI'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
what a lovely sky - worth at least a thousand pictures.
ReplyDeletewonderful and highly individual words perfectly complemented by your image.
ReplyDeletesimply exquisite
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your exquisite and generous words!
ReplyDeleteThe 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.
Wow! What an incredible photo and Emily Dickinson's words are beautiful coupled with it here.
ReplyDelete@ A Brush with Color,
ReplyDeletesome days, just looking out the window is all one needs to do. ;-)
WOW
ReplyDeleteexquisite!!!
Like Tiffany stained glass! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteSplendid !
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