Comes midnight soon
To October's moon.
Gusts on the forest bend.
Fade with the clouds,
The spectral hues,
Glow bright when the shadows rend.
A rain of leaves
In the dying breeze
Pattering cold, unseen.
Dream in the light
Through curtains stream,
Eternal will live this night.
(The poem was inspired by the full moon in forest Saturday, October 14, 2005. The picture was taken that same night.)
11 comments:
Dream in the light Through curtains stream, Eternal will live this night. I can see how one would inspire the other.
wow.
what's the story on the photo, jason? is it a double exposure?
LIVEwiRe, it was a pretty amazing night!
Anne, I was messing around with my digital camera. Using spot metering, I was forcing the camera to take exposures anywhere from 1/2 a second to 8 seconds (freehand). The results were all over the place, of course. A couple, like the Will-o'-the-Wisp picture looked good overall because of the light in the clouds. A couple like this one, looked good tight in, so I cropped the remainder of the picture. What you're seeing are tree tops framing the moon with racing clouds overhead.
jason, either one of these would make a cool book cover photo. :)
Jeff, I've actually fantasized about going out and taking the perfect picture for my novel, THE HICKORY BARRENS. I'm sure authors don't get that kind of input, however. :(
Another good one, Jason. Nice chill images. Unseen, an empty room in an empty house.
Jason, wow...you're very talented, with the pen and the camera!
jason, i think it depends on the publisher. if you sent some of your great photos to your editor, and he presented them to the people in the marketing and art department and they liked them -- it could happen.
Bernita, thanks. I intended the poem to be longer, but I let it go where it wanted.
Kelly, thanks for the encouragement!
Anne, I guess I don't have to give up on my fantasy just yet!
Eternal will live this poem and picture! Do you ever go back to something you've written, and feel the whole world as it was at that moment in time?
Mermaid, again you've hit on something that resonates with me! Being in certain places at certain times has had a very strong sensory/emotional impact on me. I often have tried to capture these times in a piece of writing (whether it be a poem, short story, or novel). Sadly, the writing never evokes the same exact feelings for me as being there. However, if what I've written evokes a strong sense of presence for a reader, whatever sense that might be, I feel I have accomplished something worthwhile.
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