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Untitled: photo by Adrian Tsim, 3 January 2014
fallen down hutch
dry rot
.........broken step
leaf mulch
................detritus
litter village
dry rot
.........broken step
leaf mulch
................detritus
litter village
.....tangled
....under woods
.........let there
.................hang this
singular epithet
in the speech balloon:
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* an imprecation heard
in weedy language
Hidden Villa: photo by Adrian Tsim, 16 February 2014
Hidden Villa: photo by Adrian Tsim, 12 February 2014
Hidden Villa: photo by Adrian Tsim, 16 February 2014
5 comments:
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As used here, this is intended as an expression of surprise and praise. It all depends on your tone of voice.
Do you know where these photographs were taken?
Curtis
Curtis,
I'm going to go out on a limb and say they were taken at... Hidden Villa.
But of course it's so difficult any more to locate the authentic Heimat, in amidst all the confusing electronic confetti.
Wet here now, our rot is showing (collapsing stairs), but -- Progress be not proud, your time may yet be coming.
Bobby Horton: Home Sweet Home
And about the tone issue -- yes, same here. Though in the middle of the night there tends to be a certain, shall we say, tone warp, when the winds are up and the big trees are swaying uncertainly upon their saturated roots.
Not to speak of the shrunken old people.
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— My thoughts exactly.
When the roots are exposed,
the trees are barefoot
without their earthen shoes
The tumbledown shifts in sound are lovely to my ears.
"tumbledown", "exposed", "bark" -- all these bits fit.
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