Scenes from a Park, Before Snow

I looked up when the branches swung.

White gulls were eating black cherries.

-Tomas Transtromer

It is the sky's being so grey

that makes the ground begin to shine.

-Tomas Transtromer

Maybe this is the only way to avoid fear

Settle into fear like one inhabiting slowness

Ghosts we all possess

Simply waiting for someone or something in the ruins.

-Roberto Bolano

 

Comments

[Jean]

Gorgeous photos, wonderful as always Transtromer, and I have to track down some of Bolano's poetry!

[mary]

Great photos--especially the ones in the fog! Combining them with the poetry was a lovely bonus.Snow here. Nine degrees. But sun, thank God, sun.

[Vivian]

and, and are you going to venture out again to show us the Afters ?

[Dave]

Wonderful shots.

[Priya]

These are superb pictures, eerie and lonely and the quotations you've chosen are apt. I remember my blog posts became very moody in winter and if I reread them I wonder what got into me because now a year later, my mind has blocked out all that. Your pictures make me revisit what it really was like.