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Another Country | Sunday May 25, 2008

Whoso list to haunt could do worse than to Obtain the license, get the picture. Spook finders must find spooks to put the face, Name and space coordinates together. What is kept in the mind perimeter Retains a wild autonomy through fate. I will retreat to the precorporate. Let fate have what is fate’s and allow This spirit to slip through time’s difficult Nets with the devious fingers of A wild wind, while I run along behind.

The Domestic Life of Ghosts
by Tom Clark

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Comments:

it looks so sweet.

Posted by west bremerton flowers on May 26, 2008 at 08:04 PM PDT #

a memorial to what? it looks very pure that white.

Posted by pedro alexandre on May 28, 2008 at 03:12 AM PDT #

I like your title and the image...

Posted by daina on May 28, 2008 at 08:00 AM PDT #

I don't yet know why but this photo slammed into me really hard. That's a good thing. I think so many emotions hit me at once over this that it will take me a bit to sort them out. I do know this. it has a profoundly sad and yet infinitely tender and loving or "watch-over" feeling about it. The single rose, the beautiful white statue with the broken part on one side, which spoke of the tenderness and something eternal. Although she is broken she is still standing watching-over. It also spoke to me of some part of life that we often miss in our hustle and bustle, a part of life that wants to remember what's important and good.

I know none of what I wrote may make sense but your photos express a lot and I like that.

Posted by rainforestrobin on May 29, 2008 at 03:20 PM PDT #