Skip to main content

Popular Poplars (3 of 3)


Late afternoonm, at the school, Molong

Musing:
There's a certain slant of light by Emily Dickinson
"There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.

Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings are.

None may teach it anything,
'Tis the seal, despair,-
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.

When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.

Comments

  1. Talk about keeping the best 'til last: this is breath-taking. The use you have made of the light is magical.

    And what can one say about Dickenson: she interleaves the two "lights" so dexterously that they meld in meaning.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Wow. The light made the scene magical. Gee, I love autumn light!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I hope you stopped to twirl a time or two in the midst of all those fallen leaves, JE.
    I like the red rule. I used it in my Fuel posting but you have to look closely for one of them because Blogger has a tendency to wash things out.

    ReplyDelete
  4. This looks like a fine painting! Absolutely gorgeous! Great work, J.E.!

    ReplyDelete
  5. Nice use of shadow geometry. Geometry of shadows?

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The filmy veil of greenness

We crossed the border into Victoria cruising down a lovely timbered road before breaking into the rich dairy country of Gippsland. It is wonderful to see the land green after more than 10 years of very dry weather. But most of the state of Victoria is still drought declared.

Musing:
The Pasture by Robert Frost
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too.

I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."

The end

I retire from the workforce this week and to celebrate have decided to retire my current blogs and start afresh with a single consolidated blog - My Bright Field - to record the delights of my new life adventure.
If you are interested follow me over there.  I will still be Sweet Wayfaring and collecting Royal Hotels.  The delights I discover along the way will appear together with my gardens and towns where I live.

Book Now

Over the road from the rose gardens in Bendigo, a beaut second hand bookshop.