not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Friday, March 30, 2012

from out of the tangle of grey


a small voice 


5 comments:

  1. it was. it stopped me in my tracks, the grey, and then the voice. truly.

    do you have forest where you are? do you see trees? hear them? do they step out from the throng to meet with you? i hope so))

    xo
    erin

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  2. Was needed snow, cold, fog, lie still, waiting, looking, almost without breathing.
    But we have learned anything?

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"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))