So enchanted by the
Light
I couldn’t see
What I harbored in
The Shadow
My wife foraged for 70’s style skirts and I looked for stuff to photograph.
The question posed to me was, what really happened? Simply put, I have no idea. There is a period of time — a long period…
That which is without and that which is within
I see you.
The shadows of late afternoon have given way to the evening dim.
On this side of town, one street lamp stands against the darkening skies.
It intones a mercury buzz and back-lights the old masonic hall.
Shadows in the Wind
March winds blow and howl
Old swaying trees drop branches
As shadows move on.