Blood
Is less than blood
Until you bleed
Joy
Is less than joy
Until you need
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Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
About Me
- Aine
- Collaborator and night owl.
Past Contests
- "Elemental" Short Fiction Contest
- "Uncovered" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silhouette" Short Fiction Contest
- "In Vino Veritas" Short Fiction Contest
- "Ascension" Short Fiction Contest
- "Running Wind" Short Fiction Contest
- "Whispers" Short Fiction Contest
- "Restless Dawn" Short Fiction Contest
- "Halo" Short Fiction Contest
- "Endless Hour" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silent Grey" Short Fiction Contest
- "Lonely Moon" Short Fiction Contest (with Anne Frasier)
- "Midnight Road" Short Fiction Contest
- "Two Lights" Short Fiction Contest
The Official Compilation!
Get the winners of the first 12 Clarity of Night contests in one place! Extras too!!
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- emotion study (1)
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12 comments:
We all need blood and we all need joy.
Joy is the life's blood of a healthy mind.
Beautiful colour in that tree. Tell me it's real!
Knowing is important for foundation, but experiencing opens all doors.
Beautiful tree, Jason. It really does look like something you could slip under a microscope! :)
Epic
Wow-- lots of thoughts are packed into those few words. I love that such complexity is shrouded in simplicity... (big surprise)
:)
We have evolved to tune out the necessities, so that we can attend to the challenges in daily life. We cannot be successful in adaptation if we need to consciously attend to basic needs. But that's why we often forget what is most important. Reminders are good.
Blood is definitely salient when you first see it.
Wow! This one hit me hard. The photo is mesmerizing. I think I'll commit this one to memory and keep it close.
Deep and philosophical thoughts there. I love the tree. It looks like a sponge painting. :)
Aggie, and we are wise to embrace both.
Janey, yes, the tree is real! The core color is real too. It was so striking, I isolated it from an otherwise crummy picture.
Sarah, perhaps the most pained, hard-fought foundations yield the sweetest achievements. Because we've plumbed the deep realities and conquered every one.
Wavemancali, thanks. :)
Aine, joys won in the full sight of darkness are the most dear. Having bled, we know all the better what we've won.
Charles, reminds me of shop class. I got a little wild with the coping saw once.
Hoodie, I'm glad that it resonated with you. Anything you care to keep close is yours to have.
Kaye, it does look like a sponge painting! The long lean of the tree reminds me of bonsai. Autumn bonsai on a chilly Sunday.
The maple trees here have mostly red leaves. Joy is something to hold deep inside until needed, as your poetry said.
Barbara, once in a while, you come across a truly breathtaking color. That's how this tree was. You must have gorgeous landscape if most of your maples are this way. Thanks for the sentiment. :)
I think I would have preferred the original picture, with the tree uncropped, but I guess the environment was distracting somehow...
A great image and poetry anyway...
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