words & imagery.

painting w/ my camera and a wet filter...

"the task of absence"

"...on a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see him walking now
away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow,
that I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay -
when the angel woos the clay she'll lose her wings at the dawn of day..."


-excerpt from my favorite poem: "on raglan road" - by one of my favorite poets, Patrick Kavanagh

(much higher res. on my website.)

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