Intimations of Mortality

On stones mossed with hot dust, no shade but the thin, useless shadows of roadside grasses;
into the wood’s gloom, staring back at the blue flowers on stalks thin as threads.

The green slime – a thicket of young trees standing in brown water;
with knobs like muscles, a naked tree stretches up,
dead; and a dead duck, head sunk in the water as if diving.

The tide is out. Only a pool is left on the creek’s stinking mud…..

Extract from “Sunday Walks in the Suburbs” in “The Poems of Charles Reznickoff 1918-1975“.

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!!!

Source: Rebloggy

“Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go…” sings Ringo Starr in his song Photograph, co-written with George Harrison on a yacht in the south of France in 1971. Much of the world may not be aware that Ringo is also a photographer who chronicled the frequent travels of The Beatles during their heyday in the 1960s.

via The Photography of Ringo Starr: Capturing the World of the Beatles as the Ultimate Insider | Shutterbug.

Another celebrity photographer. Interesting, but I think he should keep the day job.