poetry potluck

after the terror
after the terror

During the last week, I have been taking part in the WordPress Writing 201: Poetry course.

Daily Post editor, Ben Huberman, has prompted us each day with a new prompt, form and a device.

This weekend, we were granted a break from the creative process and invited to share a poem that we love.

I choose to share words from a poet to whose writing I was introduced whilst living and working in Belgrade.

I have often used quotes from his work coupled with my photos on my blogs belgradestreets and belgianstreets.

These words, from Rainer Maria Rilke, once shared with me at a time when I felt empty and without hope, are simple yet compelling.

“Let everything happen to you
Beauty and terror
Just keep going
No feeling is final”

The image I chose to use today comes from a shoot in a famous cemetery that I shared recently on belgianstreets, the words seem to fit both the expression in the eyes of this dead wartime warrior, and the feelings of those he left behind.

fog

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                                            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*

journey

(un)gleeful gurney
(un)gleeful gurney

He joined a jeopardous journey
Not gleeful about going on a gurney
They boxed his body and bones
With more than mournful moans
Imagine if they were too early

(a journey in the form of an alliterative limerick for day two of Writing 201)

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

*shot with nikon d700, 16-35mm f4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro2, wet plate filter number 9, not gleeful about being underground*

photo first appeared in my post (the) walking (with the) dead on (one of) my (other) blogs belgianstreets

serenity

“nothing is so aggravating as calmness”

― mahatma gandhi

serenity extremity
serenity extremity

parking, please no

books spilled on the stairs

cold, damp

noisy and nervy

serenity

can be

found

in

extremity

(building site in rue hector denis, ixelles, brüssel)

(for lucile’s photo101 rehab clinic #2)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f/1.4 lens, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro 2 with wet plate filter*

(wordpress weekly photo challenge, serenity)