Thursday, January 15, 2009

A Certain Slant of Light

There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.

Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings, are.

None may teach it anything,
'T is the seal, despair,
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.

When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.

-Emily Dickinson

3 comments:

Steph Stanger said...

So true!

Valerie said...

Hi-I like your black and white photos lately! Love, Valerie

Janett Sue said...

Yo are going to have to start selling the photos you take. I am so jealous of your eye for the shot. Maybe if I ever get time I'll find my eye.