Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
shapely shards of nothingness. Brilliant.
What do you call this format? I like it.
lovely! It feels cold. Like winter.
Akasha, :)Lee, I don't know. ;) I remember in elementary school, we did "poetry" with shapes. I guess I'm going back to third grade.... But I do see each element of my posts as part of the composition. Especially the photo, and here, the shape.Terri, yes, that's a cold blade.
the reader gets to see the shiny, ice-covered branches. with all the flowers around and all the birds busy courting and ffeding it's bit out of season i'd say, but great nevertheless.
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