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

Thursday, June 7, 2012


i wake up today, mostly dead
not yet, mind you
but i am fashioning my suit for the afterlife
with which thread do you stitch it, you ask
i point to the shimmering light off the leaves in the forest
to a nameless and until now unseen spider
engaged in his life's work


  1. erin,
    get one made for me too....stunning photograph...I have always preffered the black and white...You have this knack if i call i can call it that of capturing and presenting the minute..lesser known and even lesser noticed sights...I'm in awe ..always

  2. A dress for the afterlife...
    and a spider doing his life-work right there to show you the way...
    I think you have a magic camera, Erin.

  3. the strands of web snatch light from the air and delay it for the briefest of times ... and yet the moment seems closer to the eternal for its brevity ... why is this? how is this? and yet, are we not more distant from the eternal for our duration(swift as it may pass)?

    this is the only answer to any question that really matters -- pointing to the nameless, that which was unseen until the question outgrew language ...

  4. I will admit I'm only a fan of the spider from a distance. The detail they put into making a web that is truely a masterpiece. I have yet to find one to take a picture but I'm sure I will find one and will marvel at the threading.

    Nice photo

  5. the nameless and unseen leave beauty behind.
    as it ought to be.

  6. Shivers, because of this stunning photograph, the words, but also because i am afraid of spiders. Very much so.


"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))