or could explain,
why visits to this place
so feed my soul.
The dark, the light,
the subtlety of color,
the slow subsiding
of weapons into earth again;
the harsh allure of angles,
the cracks
where life is so determined
to seep through...
Friday, October 12, 2012
Soul food
or could explain,
why visits to this place
so feed my soul.
The dark, the light,
the subtlety of color,
the slow subsiding
of weapons into earth again;
the harsh allure of angles,
the cracks
where life is so determined
to seep through...
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What looks to be a tiny window reminds me of those large cameras of old; there's that kind of depth in it that carries the eye inward. The narrow section in which it lies reminds me of a watch tower. There's also wonderful contrast in the triangular shadow, which points toward the stairway, drawing the eye up until it can go no further except in the imagination. Yes. . . "soul food".
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