"The World is not something tolook at, it is something to be in."
-- Mark Rudman
I look and look.
Looking's a way of being: one becomes,
sometimes, a pair of eyes walking.
Walking wherever looking takes one.
The eyes
dig and burrow into the world.
They touch
fanfare, howl, madrigal, clamor.
World and the past of it,
not only
visible present, solid and shadow
that looks at one looking.
And language? Rhythms
of echo and interruption?
That's
a way of breathing.
breathing to sustain
looking,
walking and looking,
through the world,
in it.
Denise Levertov,
(Looking, Walking, Being from Poems, 1960-1967)
3 comments:
I have told you before how much I love your pictures. They bring a longing into my heart. I have borrowed this one and put it on my site with my blog for today (I have credited it to you and your site). I hope you don't mind. If you do please inform me and I will remove it.
Love that first comment, seems like a better phrased version of Emerson's "Transparent Eyeball" quote in Nature.
You have that gifted eye and talented photo skill that can take a simple place in nature and make it whole within the photo. Wonderful.
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