Table of Contents
Main help menu
Close help
 
Bella Chagall

We come to the bridge.

 

The sky,

 

contemplating itself 

 

in the river,

 

dropped inside,

 

upside-down.

 

With clouds,

 

the sky floats.

 

Far

 

a house slides.

 

Above the water

 

or the sky?

 

Water, sky

 

everything

 

rests.

 

 

Photo by my friend Claudia Storino

Tiradentes, Minas Gerais, 1990
COMMENTS
Wertheimco said at 11:04 a.m. on Oct 19, 2007:
What you don't see is the mystery of vision.
Candlepower said at 3:42 p.m. on Oct 19, 2007:
Beautiful. The reflection is great. Good Job.
Leftofcenter said at 4:22 p.m. on Oct 19, 2007:
the windy sky
cries out a literate despair...
(wallace stevens)
Pkeener said at 5:41 p.m. on Oct 19, 2007:
i want to be there on that bridge.
DEE-Trow said at 12:29 p.m. on Nov 22, 2007:
Just beautiful!
Add a comment
Flag this tabblo as "may offend"