making my way home
friends half a block ahead
darkened doorways
muted colours
hissing tires
the glistening
black skin of rain
~
light drunkenly reels into shadow;
blurs, slurs uneasily;
slides off the eyeballs:
the segments shatter.
tree-branches cut arc-light in ragged
fluttering wet strips.
the cup of the sky-sign is filled too full;
it slushes wine over.
the street-lamps dance a tarentella
and zigzag down the street:
they lift and fly away
in a wind of lights.
12 comments:
i love that photo...the colours are beautiful and reminds me of a skein of silk unravelling..x
Sheets of rain reflected in light like tendrils of seaweed. Lovely, Steven.
hello kay. that's a beautiful description - thankyou. steven
elisabeth - i love rain and especially what it does to surfaces. here i wanted to share the feeling of rain in the air through the colours of the street. the light waving - like seaweed yes! steven
That is one fine and evocative image, Steven. I love the rain too, especially in Spring.
I really appreciate this pared-down style you have. I works extremely well for you. Great images are a bonus.
Love your 'wind of lights' photo steven. An evocative pairing here today! Thank you.
Sweet sweet spring rain. Nothing sweeter. Yeah.
That photo drew me in from across the room. It's just lovely Steven. And then the words just add to it.
Where we live- Pacific Northwest- the rain is nearly an everyday weather condition. We moan about it- it is nearly always dark, clammy, drippy and bone chilling... I took the dog to the park yesterday when the rare sun was shining- two minutes in the park and the rain came, then the hail, then a chilly breeze off of the sea, we were drenched and cold and loved it... made us frisky, like we had just had the best shower possible.I don't always appreciate being out in the rain- it does become tedious day after day- poetry helps...especially about rain.Thank you!
Super photo! Was it on purpose, or one of those happy accidents?
The photo made me think of some local glass artists who use fine lines in their abstract glass pieces. I tried my hand at making a fused glass piece in a class with friends. I have to wait another 17 days to see if it turned out anything at all like my vision.
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