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.
In the blink
Of an eye, he thought
To cry. Oh how he wanted to
Drink. Shuffling forward, his claws dragging along
The floor. Wretched and old, he remembered being
Told that it would be better one
Day. So he blinked again
One eye.
(a story featuring an animal in the form of concrete poetry with a little enjambment for day four of Writing 201)
“if you ever see a symmetrical human face, you will have the impression that you ought to think it beautiful, but that in fact you find it cold
the human heart likes a little disorder in its geometry”
*shot with nikon d700, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro 2, double exposure filter and silver efex pro 2, warm heart, cold hands, standing in middle of road*