Tuesday, July 17, 2012

polaroid

la voix du sang ~ Magritte
In the eye of the green
A man films his daughter
Feeding a squirrel
The trees lean away
Defer to the sky
And my footfalls they slow
Silent unbroken
unwilling to intrude
On the eye of the green

2 comments:

Mr. Charleston said...

nice

Harlequin said...

so beautiful;
something quite haunting and fragile here. i loved the whole thing.... word, shape, image, feeling.
wow.