tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593974398088596280.post7300684183667960392..comments2023-05-17T11:14:29.058-04:00Comments on small: the silenceRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593974398088596280.post-66844788483547829942013-04-26T02:13:31.091-04:002013-04-26T02:13:31.091-04:00I agree with Erin...this is for me one of your bes...I agree with Erin...this is for me one of your best images, Sister!Ginniehttp://www.ginniehart.shutterchance.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593974398088596280.post-75986832351221931852013-04-25T10:19:24.261-04:002013-04-25T10:19:24.261-04:00the joining of thing with shadow just about destro...the joining of thing with shadow just about destroys me in this photograph! and so i want to stay here, with your photograph, and leave rilke to have the floor another day.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593974398088596280.post-80482140128724061652013-04-24T07:01:31.630-04:002013-04-24T07:01:31.630-04:00I agree, Robert.
The line At my lips fragrances ...I agree, Robert. <br /><br />The line <i>At my lips fragrances come to drink</i> and the <i>wrists / of distant angels</i> blow me away.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593974398088596280.post-28037511628218772182013-04-24T06:22:28.615-04:002013-04-24T06:22:28.615-04:00A beautiful and subtle Rilke poem, linking the uni...A beautiful and subtle Rilke poem, linking the universe and beyond through synesthesia. Almost silent, almost motionless, but not quite — in the very rustlings and minute, reverberating motions lies the meaning.The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.com