nature

cbwc: weather

In the attitude, and with the manner, of the woman of old,

Full of grief, she stands in the glorious morning light.

The dew is like the tears of to-day;

The mosses like the garments of years ago.

Her resentment is that of the Woman of the Hsiang River;

Her silence that of the concubine of the King of Ch’u.

Still and solitary in the sweet-scented mist,

As if waiting for her husband’s return. ~ Li Tai-po*

Leica D-Lux 7 … f//2.8 . 1/200s . 34mm . 100 ISO
Leica D-Lux 7 … f/2.8 . 1/125s . 34mm . 100 ISO

Early morning mist submitted in response to Cee’s CBWC challenge: weather

*Cited (Fir-Flower Tablets Poems Translated from the Chinese, Various Author Project Gutenberg)

lens-artists photo: it is a wonderful world

My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range,

Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills.

At Green Spring he lies in the empty woods;

And is still asleep when the sun shines on high.

A pine-tree wind dusts his sleeves and coat;

A pebbly stream cleans his heart and ears.

I envy you, who far from strife and talk

Are high-propped on a pillow of blue cloud. ~ Li Po*

A summer’s sprinkle

A spring snowstorm

It is a wonderful world…Amy (The World is a Book)

*(cited: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Pl Gutenberg Project