Friday, November 27, 2009

Winter Trees

Winter Trees

The wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve.
On their blotter of fog the trees
Seem a botanical drawing.
Memories growing, ring on ring,
A series of weddings.
Knowing neither abortions nor bitchery,
Truer than women,
They seed so effortlessly!
Tasting the winds, that are footless,
Waist-deep in history.
Full of wings, otherworldliness.
In this, they are Ledas.
O mother of leaves and sweetness
Who are these pietas?
The shadows of ringdoves chanting, but easing nothing.

Sylvia Plath

And here is one with an angel


  1. Lovely trees with their stark branches and the pink and blue skies. Baby colors. I think that is one of Faith's doves, coming in to land.

  2. Beautiful Poem by Sylvia Plath, I remember reading her Poem in a book years ago.

    What really lovely photo's Cait you have taken, I adore tree's, and the gentle pastels to the sky's too.

    I think maybe a Dove in the last photo, or it would be lovely if it was an Angel too.


  3. Did you see a bird when you took the photo? It does look very much like the shape of a dove. Doves are mentioned in the poem.... mmm maybe a symbol of the Holy Spirit.

  4. But did you see the cherub's face in the top one? Right hand side of the tree - one of those gorgeous cherubs that blow the wind..

  5. I saw the purple coo 3rd one down xx Lovely pictures cait.