I love these shadows, cast by a glass over the cover of a collection of Rilke's poetry. The patterns on the glass fell with beautiful, matching grace across the spiraling design of the book on my table. A November gift: found art. Rilke is one of my favorite poets. His words, so perfect for today:... But, listen: a rake at work this early.
Above, alone, in the vineyard,
a man is already talking with the earth.
-- Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Essential Rilke, Selected and Translated by Galway Kinnell and Hannah Liebmann
The photo was taken 11/7/10. Just click on image to enlarge.
4 comments:
And tonight, the moon . . . .
Ah, the moon ... magical last night, too, casting it's own complicated shadows.
Gorgeous. These reflections remind me of lacework and also the patterns I used to make with a set of cogs and wheels when I was a kid. It was called Spirograph.
Thanks, Annie. Spirograph! Yes, that was so much fun -- almost hypnotizing -- making those intricate patterns.
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