Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Poetry Spotted In Passing . . .

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What's not to love about a window like this one ?
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Or a door like this ?
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Or a hand-painted wall ?
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Or a sign like this ?
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Seems to be a lot of visual poetry out there yet.
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14 comments:

French Girl in Seattle said...

Washed out undergarments; paint peeling off; old wood shutters... Only you would notice them, Owen, only you (et moi, thanks to you :-) Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)

Gwen Buchanan said...

Many people see these things and never notice. But you do. You have a special eye.
... really like the window with the socks.

Monica S Engell said...

Wonderful post, and the first photo of window,- FANTASTIC!
Have a nice day:)

Linda Gibbons said...

Wonderful wonderful photographs! I need to get out more!

Steve said...

One of those socks is mine - I lost it in 1975.

'Tsuki said...

Moi je reste sur les chaussettes qui sèchent... L'archiduchesse était-elle venue les chercher ?

Catherine said...

there certainly does - imagist poetry at its best

Owen said...

Love these comments, am tickled if you are enjoying the socks... and am glad some of you could recognize your missing socks from long ago, of course lost socks have to go somewhere... now you know !

Pastelle said...

Effectivement, difficile de ne pas aimer... Tout le charme de ton regard ! :)

Anonymous said...

Life felt better after your poetry. Thank you.


Please have a wonderful Friday.

James said...

I love it! :)

Stickup Artist said...

The socks are my favorite. And the lace curtain is fabulous with the cats, foliage, and birds. Good eye!

Mildred said...

Des histoires de vies joliment exprimées et superbement photographiées!

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Bises et bon weekend, Owen****

Nathalie said...

J'aime tout particulièrement tes deux premières images, fenêtre de vie modeste et numéro deux à l'histoire colorée.