(a) face (in the crowd)

Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?
– Sylvia Plath

A face in the crowd, for the WordPress Weekly photo challenge

in his

eyes

not (under), his

eye

what will,

unfold,


*shot with fujifim x100f with 23mm (35mm fixed frame equivalent) lens at ISO1600, f/5.6 and 1/170 at the tate modern in London*

variations (on a theme)

‘We know that we fear to win
And so we end before we begin’
U2 – Every Breaking Wave

take the

shot,

if you don’t, you’ll

never

know,

will

you?


For WordPress weekly photo challenge ‘variations on a theme’

*Shot with Nikon D700 and Nikkor 80-200mm f/2.d ‘push pull’ lens at f/2.8, 1/4000s and ISO200*

Ascend

I have a head for heights it’s true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.

Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

Shot from the window of a Boeing 777 traversing the Sahara, near Tassili n’Ajjer, Algeria, en route from Abuja to London last week.

Grounded now for two or three weeks for some long overdue surgery, painful but a relief to be out of the air for a while!

Created with iPhone 6S for WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, Ascend.

serene

Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when we are, death is not come, and, when death is come, we are not.
– Epicurus

we chase it
for eternity
yet, what do we lose

in our (endless)

chase
for, that
serene

(moment)

and
can
we find
it
before that
door

closes?


a dark slice of poetry for wordpress weekly photo challenge – Serene

*shot with fujifilm x100f with fixed 23mm (35mm full frame equivalent) lens at ISO1250, f/4 and 1/60s*