the days are so short, and now night has bleached day with a disseminating dye so bleak that it seems that wide eyes are the same as closed eyelids with the sun shining in(or was I falling asleep?) anticipation kisses clouds and suffocates the moon and the stars(they blaze white and glow red with alarm but you are blinded already); time is a statue of subtlety, rushing by on nebulous feet and still--
(you thought you had resorted to the frozen things)
these days are frozen in autumn.
(I finally got a flickr: [http://www.flickr.com/juliaventise]. )
6 comments:
I love the beautiful simplicity of those pictures. Winter makes for such captivating photography.
~Elizabeth J.
Gorgeous photos and beautiful words!
xx and hugs
Jhordyn
Happy Christmas to you as well! Thank you for your kind wish. I absolutely love your blog! The photos are gorgeous; I am in love!
anh.
What beautiful words! "and now night has bleached day" This is such an interesting concept, something that will keep me thinking all day. Your words are wonderous and sheer; like a transluscent pearl. xxx
i love your writing.
What is the camera which takes the last photography ?
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)