“I am not interested in a slice of life,
what I want is a slice of the imagination.”
~ Carlos Fuentes ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in May 2015.
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SLICES
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Welcome to nightpoetry. A garden where I plant, grow and reap sight, sound and feeling. Something is always in season. Come and enjoy the harvest with me…
RECENT SOJOURNS
- butterfly days 20/03/2023
- pépier 19/03/2023
- awakening 18/03/2023
- the celestial laundry line 17/03/2023
- never enough time 16/03/2023
- primordial vagabond notes 15/03/2023
- a gravity of language 14/03/2023
- yawns back at me in yellow 13/03/2023
- words like clay 12/03/2023
- gribbles 11/03/2023
- the cosmic lie of reason 10/03/2023
- dead roses 09/03/2023
- rise up 08/03/2023
- becoming one 07/03/2023
- le hurlement 06/03/2023
- an absence of luminosity 05/03/2023
- dix mots 04/03/2023
- réminiscences 03/03/2023
- phantasmagoria 02/03/2023
- innocence 01/03/2023
- the dancing man 28/02/2023
- peace 27/02/2023
- the drowning man 26/02/2023
- biblycal twistology 25/02/2023
- bagages 24/02/2023
ANCIENT GALLERY (please browse)
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“I loved to press the shutter, to freeze time, to turn little slices of life into rectangle rife with metaphor.” ~ Deborah Copaken