Curved stems, wood fired pots, a pig., 2013
A lemon, a dime, a diamond ring, a parachute.
An envelope, addressed but otherwise empty, a piece of gum in silver paper, a packet of nasturtium seeds, and a button.
-Sentences excerpted from the chapter MY EMILY DICKINSON in Madness, Rack, and Honey.
-The photograph title is mine.
Did you ever read Susan Howe's 'My Emily Dickinson"?
ReplyDeleteNot yet, but it is part of a very long list of books I would like to read.
DeleteI recently discovered her work and am crazy about it. There's nothing quite like it.
ReplyDeleteI read this book slowly and thoroughly enjoyed it. Looking forward to more.
Deletewonderful collection. And love your window sill
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amelia. That bay window makes this little place.
DeleteThere is something satisfying about a list of prosaic objects, randomly culled.
ReplyDeleteClearly, I agree.
DeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteI like your title and word string as well as hers.
these are lovely strings, hers and yours.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture, great writing!
ReplyDeletesentences to make you smile.
ReplyDeleteso, last week when we visited san francisco, i wondered a few times,,, which one is Denise's home/window with a lovely flower? :)
I wonder if you saw one of my windows. There are fading dahlias in my bay window at the moment. I hope you had fun wandering up and down the hills here.
DeleteI do like the art of juxtaposition. Curation is so instinctive, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteCuration is sometimes instinctive for me and sometimes a struggle. You are a natural.
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