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

5 comments:

  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.

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  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.

    xx

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  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.

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  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..

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

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