“my past is everything I failed to be” ― fernando pessoa, the book of disquiet so hell, live a little make a fresh start be a drummer in a band in a disused factory and live? (for wordpress weekly photo challenge - fresh)
“you may shoot me with your words you may cut me with your eyes you may kill me with your hatefulness but still, like air i'll rise!” ― maya angelou (for wordpress weekly photo challenge - wall and lucile's photo101rehab) *shot with nikon d700, nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro … Continue reading wall
Over the last two weeks, I have been taking part in the WordPress Writing 201 course, today’s contribution featured my photo of Ada Huja
for the balance
the west gate
confronts an evil
will they become
or just give me enough rope!
will we take the right path?
(found poetry featuring landscape and a little enumeratio for wordpress writing 201 – landscape)
*shot with nikon d700, 16-35mm f/4 lens, edited in aperture 3, silver efex pro 2, diverging paths intersect*
Each day Ben has set us a new challenge including a word prompt, a poetic form and a device.
Today’s challenge involves responding to the word “landscape” using the found poetry form and the device of enumeratio.
My response, a piece of flagrant and unashamed self promotion…
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"his dissonance would need, to be able to live, a magnificent illusion which would spread a veil of beauty over its own nature” - friedrich nietzsche, the birth of tragedy, ed. r. geuss & r. speirs walk alone the bulevar of, broken dreams what comes, around comes... (for wordpress weekly photo challenge, symmetry) (and lucile's … Continue reading symmetry
“when you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much, do they?” ― virginia woolf on the cosmic scale how do we, measure up? (for wordpress weekly photo challenge, scale) (pijaca stari djeram, beograd)
sometimes dreams come true and other times they recur thank you Komshe and Akademija
“sometimes i feel as if I'm racing with my own shadow” ― haruki murakami, after dark in the dark the need to purge was the greatest urge (for wordpress weekly photo challenge, shadowed)
"that familiar, yellow, solitary moon the same moon that silently floated over fields of pampas grass" - haruki murakami, 1Q84 belgrade through brazil and the lowlands of the north through the patagonian pampas open the door to the east wordpress weekly photo challenge, yellow
check out grumpy in belgrade, a new book from chris farmer
“some of us think holding on makes us strong but sometimes it is letting go” ― hermann hesse This post is dedicated to the lives of the two people for whom these candles were lit. To those who still remember and love them. To all those who have suffered loss or who have been hurt.