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Ripple grey-green pools
Mud squirmed into fleshy tails
Soon to leap at June
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Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
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- 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
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- "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
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14 comments:
That's great photography Jason!!
Awesome phtography... and a lovely Haiku!
Though I could never hold anything that doesn't have legs or is slimy or both. :)
"Mud squirmed into fleshy tails" -- exactly!
When I was a kid, someone always brought frogs eggs in Mason jars to school. It's amazing that they'll develop so quickly, even in a schoolroom windowsill. I'll never forget the time someone left a jar of eggs in a locker, and when the locker door was opened, it seemed like hundreds of tiny frogs came popping out.
I love these shots, especially the gooey nature of the frog's skin. Great haiku too. Soon to leap at June, a nice coming attraction.
When I was young I used to go find solitude at a lake near our house, well not solitude per se, because the lake at billions of tadpoles, first you'd see them skimming the water near the shore, then they'd all grow legs and when I'd walk over the ridge where the lake was, they would all hop to the water and it was as if the ground was moving, there were so many. I've never seen that many again, anywhere. I hope it is not because they are disappearing, but I fear it may be that.
Very cool photos!! I love how he's just ready to complete his slippery transformation. In the top photo, he looks a little impatient with the process. ;)
Budding legs for the leap into summer. Something to celebrate!
EWWWW! (Sorry, couldn't stop myself).
Creation, thanks! I really dig this macro lens from Nikon.
Aniquez, that's quite a name you have going there! Yeah, these guys are mucho slimy. But nice and soft too.
Karen, those memories sound wonderful! In fact, I pictured them almost idyllic. Like the beginning of a beautifully nostalgic piece. :)
Catvibe, in the forests near where I grew up, we also had transient spring ponds that filled with tadpoles. There were so many of them. Just like you describe. I do hope they aren't disappearing.
Sarah, you read the expression well! Any other tadpolish thoughts you can channel? ;) This guy was scooped out of our garden pond. Apparently, some of the locals have been by for a visit.
Meghan, nah, he was delicious. :)
I love the tiny little legs. A great photo.
jason- ewwwwe, is that your hand in the picture??
i love frogs.i have a pet one called Big Bang (bang meaning frog in bengali) they are a rare type of creature who get cuter as they grow up.but tadpoles- hmmmm... superlatively gross.
i loved the shot of those teeny weeny legs.
but i confess i loved the haiku more.
Skillful photos!! I have never seen one so close before...and the detail!!
The haiku isn't so bad either...
;-)
Aggie, cute little bugger!
Little Girl Lost, that is indeed my hand in the photo! I was snapping the shots with the other hand. Are you saying I can't interest you in petting the tadpole?? You know you want to.
Chris, I never realized the little organs that are visible on the skin! Kind of like lateral lines on a fish. Gotta love close photography!
What a handsome chap! And your words? Yes a handsome collection of such.
Love the photos! ANd I think he's cute. Those little legs are amazing.
SarahA, he's a suave tadpole. :) Thanks so much for your visits!
Sarah Laurenson, I didn't realize it at the time, but you can see a bud where the front legs are forming.
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