“When a man dies, his secrets bond like crystals, like frost on a window.
His last breath obscures the glass.”
~ Anne Michaels ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in April 1989.
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LAST FEW BREATHS
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Arms, Bits And Pieces, Breath, Covers, Digital Imagery, Eyes, Ghost, Healing, Hearts, Lilywhite, Lines, Lovers, Mouth, Passion, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Sensuousness
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“When your last breath arrives, Grammar can do nothing.” ~ Adi Shankara