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Friday, October 24, 2008

Doors 1, 2, 3



"...digging up ginseng;

carding wool;

where does matter end and space begin? ..."


From "Before Completion" by Arthur Sze

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Thanks to you lovely readers who sent me "pink light" and other restorative energy. Some of the dark lowering clouds concerning family, friends, and others have cleared, and I am grateful to you for your care and kindness as I wait for the rest of the metaphorical front to blow through.

4 comments:

Shelly Lowenkopf said...

I could fantasy a nice second home in a portion of such a place. Of course it would have hot and cold running latte and wf-fi.

It is evocative in the sense of seeming a place not to get away from but to get to.

Granny J said...

Evocative of a time and place long gone. I never cease to wonder at Lori's eye.

mansuetude said...

this poet, i loved meeting him... thanks

am said...

Thinking of you. Grateful for your photography paired with poems and poets.

"I stop and gaze at yellow light in a clearing. As grief dissolves and the mind begins to clear, an s twist begins to loosen the z twisted fiber."
(Arthur Sze)

This is is the time of year of "yellow light in the clearing" in Northwest Washington. Still being visited by a hummingbird. Have heard that Anna's Hummingbird's stay all winter.