Sunday, November 21, 2010

Reflections












Come. Walk by water
turn things this way and that
around and over, yet
let light glance, dance,
pass through.
Keep calm, carry on.

(For Clémence)

7 comments:

Dale said...

Oh, thank God for you and your photos and your words!

Barrett Bonden said...

I see you've taken Clémence for an outing and it's true, she does look pretty. I'm sorry I now appear to have been cast in the role of nag but you have to admit that Clémence without her accent would have been the empress without her clothes.

As compensation here's a memory I suspect you'll share and it was triggered by your first photo. In the film Alec Guinness always wanted to make, The Horse's Mouth, he gives a performance as a mad maverick painter that manages to convey something of the nature of painting. An amateur lady shows him one of her water-colours and he points to the reflection of a yacht's mast, broken into shards by ripples on the sea. "Ah," he says, "technique!" Since then, that perfectly natural visual phenomenon has never been the same. No implications implied.

Crafty Green Poet said...

stunning series of reflections!

Nimble said...

All of our visual perception is light bouncing off of surfaces, these make me remember that. I like the color contrasts. You may enjoy the asymmetrical reflection pictures at A Bad Guide.

Dick said...

All lovely, but that second one is extraordinary. Like some rediscovered post-impressionist painting.

And a serene piece of verse to accompany them. Lucky Clémence!

Sheila said...

Oh, these are beautiful! I especially love ths second one and the last one. Makes me look forward to walking again soon in my little park with a lake.

marly youmans said...

The second one: immediately thought what a nice book jacket it would be!