Followers

PER MARE PER TERRAM

Chant du monde boréal
Shoormal.
Sandshifter, 60N.
Where it all makes sense.

CHRONICLES FROM ARCANIA

Preamble

Through Chronicles from Arcania, I shall attempt to share walks with you, this poetics from 60N, where I feel at one with our Earth, my sense of place so maritime.


Sunday, 10 October 2010

silhouettes

against the light

All seems to turn life into ghosts, familiarity  into mere shapes...
And yet I love those October skies.

Earlier this afternoon, I looked at the sun through the lens. These too familiar chimney stacks of the Old Manse find their grandeur amid the clouds.
Three images to illustrate that game of light.


light-clouds-scape-
scape-cloud
in black& white
or indigo
and
in the eye
of the poet,
a stack,
a bird,
a triangle.

2 comments:

  1. Thank you kindly, Sarah :-).
    It does give such dimension, you're right!
    Geopoetical greetings fae 60N xx

    ReplyDelete