memories of ascending a shattered staircase
                                      wanting and hoping and wondering
                            remembering how, in the clouds and through the fog, he first saw her face
                        would it ever be the same, after all the wandering?

(a poem about fog in the form of an elegy with a metaphorical angle for day four of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, analog ex pro 2, wet plate filter applied, mistily ambiguous*

19 thoughts on “fog

      1. Umm….I don’t know abt others but yr selected font for that poem was not showing the slash that is part of alphabets t and f so it appeared as l and inverted j, if u understand wot I mean. In any case, the poem was the whole point so…. its all fine! 😉

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