Thursday, March 21, 2024

Bewitched by shadows

Early morning, driving by, 
After a long, gray rainy period, 
The sun’s come out, 
And I’m bewitched by the shadows. 
It’s not just the light our tired eyes need, 
Exhausted from the effort 
 Of distinguishing between all the grays; 
The shadows, too, assuage a thirst 
For clarity, for ease, for contrast, 
For clear causality, and for the echoes of beauty
To make a wider mark across the land.

1 comment:

Luis Serrano said...

La luz es la dueña de la fotografía pero las sombras que provoca no son menos interesantes.