I spent a long time looking at your photos. Thank you for sharing. I know nothing about photographic technique. Did you just take the photo at slow speed - or whatever you call it - or is there something more?
Your poem reminded me of "The Sense of an Ending." Please take it as a compliment.
We always think
what if,
but what if
every moment we live
we carry our ghosts with
us, dance for them, walk with them
and write with them
looking over our shoulders?
Can we be alone or are they
always there?
Talk to me about this.
You are my ghost.
Like it Linda - we are all our own Ghosts!
I love these diaphanous, layered photos, a reflection of the palimpsest that is the city. Glad to be reminded that we must risk new encounters.
Thank you Caroline - I took these a while back and immediately thought of them when I wrote this poem ... makes me want to take more ...
Lovely, and exactly why we always say "yes" to everything!
Thank you. As I get older, so do I .... well, I try.
I spent a long time looking at your photos. Thank you for sharing. I know nothing about photographic technique. Did you just take the photo at slow speed - or whatever you call it - or is there something more?
Your poem reminded me of "The Sense of an Ending." Please take it as a compliment.