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

Friday, October 12, 2012

geraldine elshire lived in this house, as i live now

upstairs


geraldine elshire was quiet around the hub of what she was as woman



upstairs i barely breathe

the sacredness of body and family a church beneath me


5 comments:

  1. ghostly images - you know light - you know angles

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  2. ollie, (and this is true) i don't know a damned thing, i only try and try (and fail) and try to feel.

    please, believe me.

    xo
    erin

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  3. geraldine elshire. hm, now I'll spend the rest of the night wondering what she looked like and who she was to those who knew her best.

    (how wonderfully surreal your kitchen looks! kitchens are so real and commonplace. and there is poetry flowing out of the rift.

    you're such a gifted photographer, erin.

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  4. Yeah, whatever lil' miss humble ;)

    Great shots... great thoughts.

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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))