the landscape is changing

but always dramatic, sparse and strangely distant. the faint november sun adding a warm glow to the colors, less to the temperature outside…

“A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”
― T.S. EliotThe Waste Land

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14 thoughts on “the landscape is changing

    1. martin Post author

      Thanks D! It’s a beautiful poem I’ve been waiting for the right pictures to accompany it. I’m glad you liked the combo! 🙂

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    1. martin Post author

      Danke! Ich freue mich wir haben einandern gefunden! (Mein Deutsch ist leider nicht mehr was es ein mal war, ich lasse besser meine Bilder reden…)

      Reply
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