DESOLATUS

 

 

“Music I heard with you was more than music,

and bread I broke with you was more than bread.

Now that I am without you, all is desolate;

all that was once so beautiful is dead.”

 

~ Conrad Aiken ~

 

 

 

Digitally enhanced image created from an original photograph taken on the Rhine River in February 2016.

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