I break my fingers on the bones of words, bejeweled in the silk dressings of spring air, fragrant and purged of winter. The voluptuous moon has fallen prey to dieting schemes and lost half its weight, in the night enmeshed with the little crowns of stars and soft contours. In the delicate slope of wood where we’ve stood between our doors, my mouth, the desert rose, can’t hum, but these iced and numbed fingers strike the piano chords of a typewriter, the musical instrument of the wordsmith.
Photo by Sally Mann, Candy Cigarette, 1989
13 comments:
The beauty of your words will never cease to amaze me. Such beautiful imagery and rhythm.
that first shot is so great, i love sally mann!
Beautiful image!! wow!!
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thank you:) yes I took the photos in India. most of them in Bangalore or on the countryside! have fun!
oh dear!! that's so fab!! wow!!amazing post:D
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I love your photo!
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Just studied her work in class a few days ago!
Love this! And your words. . .lovely!
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Wonderful photograph!
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beautiful
you take ordinary words and stir them with magic and soul and create something so wonderfully beautiful! I can't believe that I haven't read much of your stuff yet, but I'm going through them all right now.
Stay inspired! xxx
Stunning!
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