edward willis redfield between daylight and darkness new york city
after an hour the mild
confusion of snow
amongst the lamplights
has softened and subdued
the nervous lines of bare
branches etched against
the chill twilight.
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paul gustav fischer jacobenson square, copenhagen
now behind me, upon the pallid
expanse of empty boulevard,
the snow reclaims from the darkened
staring shop windows,
guy wiggins winter in new york 1927
one by one, a single
line of footprints.
maurice cullen winter night, craig street, montrealall words kenneth rexroth
Lovely... got me thinking, it might be fun sometime to do an exchange between painters and writers.... painters offer an image or two, writers write in response. I'm sure its been done... in fact I know its been done recently, just can't remember where....?
ReplyDeleteBrilliant set of words and pictures. Love the Redfield painting which I'd not seen before - the point between daylight and darkness is utterly magical to me.
ReplyDeleteAll lovely; I particularly like Fischer's work.
ReplyDeleteThat's twice in two days I've heard of the name, Rexroth; the first must have been in a documentary as I remember it was pronounced 'Rexrot'...now what was it?...it'll come to me!
This is a beautiful post.
ReplyDelete~robert
as always, a beautiful collection.
ReplyDeleteI think spending life amongst so much beauty, as you clearly do - otherwise where would these images and words come from - must make for a tranquil and rich life.
I am glad that you share it with us.
valerianna, tess kincaid hosts a photograph prompt once a month but a painting might be very interesting also. steven
ReplyDeleteahhh sid, nice to see back up and out with a cuppa!! thanks for the nice comment. steven
ReplyDeletealaine, i've notcied synchrocity of that sort on the net and in blogs more than once. have a peaceful day. steven
ReplyDeleterobert, i'm very pleased that you were here to enjoy it! steven
ReplyDeletefriko - my life has tranquil and manic aspects to it and all the little bits in-between. but i can say with confidence that i enjoy a very blessed life. one of the blessings has been the unexpected gift of being able to accept what i am given for what it is. thanks for your very kind comment. steven
ReplyDeleteEven while family and friends back home are cursing the snow, this post has made me homesick for NYC.
ReplyDeleteI love snow and I love paintings of snow, too. Excellent selection! x
ReplyDeleteThat's a wonderful group of paintings, Steven - so wintery dark yet filled with vitality - thanks!
ReplyDeleteMuch of America looks exactly like these images lately, Steven. I suspect Canada is the same.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the lovely winter walk. (I, too, am especially fond of Fischer's works.)
I love your choice of images and words. I'm nutty about snow, you know.
ReplyDeleteA skilled poet works such wonder
ReplyDeleteand the artist Maurice Cullen has captured for me what is good about a dark cold winter night...light
inside light
calling beckoning the outsider in
beckoning them to a place of home..a place all hearts wish to dwell
wonderful collection of images and words
-suz
why did winter seem more beautiful back when?
ReplyDeleteHow romantic these images are . . .
ReplyDeleteI was reading an Anita Brookner novel last night -- Falling Slowly; apt, yes? -- and the narrator describes gazing at a painting of just such a scene. The urban landscape in winter; the ochre light.
Thanks so much for your comment, Steven. Your words are a comfort to me. You are so dear.
bee - i don't know that i've read anyhting by anita brookner although the name is very very familiar. so off i go to find out. steven
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