Tuesday, August 04, 2009

A short conversation about an old photo

can be found here.

Rilke wrote:
...Both hands stay
folded [...], going nowhere, calm
and now almost invisible, as if they
were the first to grasp the distance and dissolve...
John Berger wrote:
...The flower in the heart's
wallet, the force
of what lives us
outliving the mountain.

And our faces, my heart, brief as photos.

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