tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post7924920659474164033..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: AdaptationUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-20231588590818316452013-01-02T08:36:00.075-08:002013-01-02T08:36:00.075-08:00Many thanks, friends.
The long cold night here s...Many thanks, friends. <br /><br />The long cold night here shot through with that dark dyeing, that shadowed wing flattened on the curtained window, growing (objects of concentration, whether internalized or externalized a matter of debate, purely internal).TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-4781707141156778112013-01-02T00:22:39.505-08:002013-01-02T00:22:39.505-08:00Yes, it is just that
Beautiful.Yes, it is just that<br />Beautiful.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-684115115442545302013-01-01T13:10:30.683-08:002013-01-01T13:10:30.683-08:00That bright patch shot through with night . . . th...That bright patch shot through with night . . . that seems both the essence of adaptation and of ourselves.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-61625056297880249332013-01-01T11:22:59.747-08:002013-01-01T11:22:59.747-08:00This is a very beautiful poem.
bright patch shot
...This is a very beautiful poem.<br /><br />bright patch shot<br />through<br />with night<br /><br />The first three words of the stanza are so sharp, distinct, then the dark's dye seeping.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-69593434101809539372013-01-01T08:11:11.129-08:002013-01-01T08:11:11.129-08:00Tom,
faint shadowed wing
flattened on the window
...Tom,<br /><br />faint shadowed wing<br />flattened on the window<br /><br />A lovely poem on New Year's Day, echoed (or as echo of) the wide world of these photos -- from Etosha pan in Namibia to oak forest in Denmark.<br /><br /><br />1.1<br /><br />light coming into sky above black plane<br />of ridge, waning white moon by branches<br />in foreground, wave sounding in channel<br /><br /> letters recorded in revised<br /> edition, part of body<br /><br /> which establishes it, being<br /> it, such that this is<br /><br />silver line of sun reflected in channel,<br />white cloud in pale blue sky on horizon<br />STEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-23538636293186739432013-01-01T04:40:27.051-08:002013-01-01T04:40:27.051-08:00maybe this is not wise ...but: "the pics are ...maybe this is not wise ...but: "the pics are wonderful !!!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com