Poetry's play with words

October 27, 2016  •  Leave a Comment

I was looking through some images the other morning that I had made of my dog and the fall leaves and these two images were side by side and they reminded me of the kind of imagery I would see in SUN magazine.  There was something poetic about them and the juxtaposition of action and stillness made me think of how poetry plays with words.  I think this just might be a visual poem about autumn, death and dying, and exuberant life and energy and spinning around the world non stop.  Random thoughts indeed...


Here are some other images of Murdoch that reminded me of watercolor paintings.


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