A poem for a wet Friday
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| I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. |
This morning was wet.
Had to take the dog out anyway.
Hope everyone has a lovely weekend.
I really like that "luminary clock" line.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem for such fine moody photos.
Kat
I love that poem! Your photos work beautifully with it.
ReplyDeleteI really like your wet blurry photos .. and the poem and accompanying shots are simply perfect!
ReplyDeletePerfect photos to go with this lovely poem. I adore Robert Frost.
ReplyDeleteI especially like the first two photos...they have such and ethereal feel.
I love the city at night - and in the rain
ReplyDeleteYour photos capture that beauty perfectly
and the poem is lovely
hope Buster didn't mind the rain
Love the poem, as I love all Robert Frost Elizabeth. Like the photos too. Sometimes a wet day is enjoyable - but have to say today is pure sunshine here. Love
ReplyDeleteyour poem is gr8.. the pictures are lovely..
ReplyDeleteYup- that's the thing about pups- they force you to go out no matter the weather, the mood, the flu...your night shots are awesome- my camera just won't do that, nightime is not my camera's friend.
ReplyDeleteHAHA my word verification is "modess" remember those? Back in the day???
And all the way across the continent it's foggy, cloudy, misty here too. No problem. I shall be out anyway, in the garden.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite poet. Lovely images. We've been wet, cold and miserable here after our heat wave. You are reminding me that my dog still needs a walk.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite RF poems. Your dark street photos went well with the work.
ReplyDeleteGreat juxtaposition of poem and photos. Very compelling.
ReplyDeleteMy laptop is apparently looking around - the security word is 'messess'. ;>)
I love this, Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteWhat a dreamy poem -- and photos to go with it. The blur of bicycle and dog (Buster?) is irresistible.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem but I expected roads shiny with rain!
ReplyDeletethe photo of the bike is fabulous with just a peek of Buster whose blog just cracks me up!
ReplyDeleteI loved the photo in this post, especially the bicycle photo. Very nice poem to accompany your photos. Cheers
ReplyDeleteA luminary post in every way!
ReplyDeleteWOw, I am loving the effect that I think you may have put on the first two photos of the streets at night. I like watching you "grow" and how things change with the passing weeks and months.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful marriage of images and prose! :-)
ReplyDeleteRainy night and morning here too,
happy weekend!
Even though one picture is often said to be worth a thousand words, the addition of a poem or haiku heightens the experience. A wonderful combination.
ReplyDeleteLovely pictures, lovely poem. Robert Frost is my favorite... everytime, I'm by myself, reflecting on something... there is a poem he has written that is just perfect for the situation...
ReplyDeleteThese photographs, are seriously hot! Wow, do I love this blog.
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