were told of
a young man,
in love with
as we should
a bit like that.
now that we
I make photos to make myself feel good; I share in hope of making you feel good. I do as much as I can in the camera, but it does not always end there.
Part of making an image in the 21st century is processing a captured image in the computer. This is like dodging and burning in the darkroom of yesterday. (I've done that too.)
I use Photoshop cc and Lightroom cc. The result is not always what I saw, sometimes more what I wish I saw. Sometimes, the resulting image is a creation more than a recording. Most of the time, I keep it believable and realistic.
I have a Bachelor's degree in Creative Writing.
I have shared poems on the internet, to an audience with more than 150 million views and I'm considering making a selection of poems, in a book or books.
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7 thoughts on “Narcisus”
i love this!
It’s ironic, then, that your photo shows lots of individual narcissi who seem, at a cursory glance, to be fairly well identical… then as with people, that isn’t really true …
Poor old Narcissus (the youth): he was only trying to learn to understand himself … but all he got in the end was the hollow self-reflecting echo, from the nymph Echo who had lost her own voice in her unrequited love for hims, and was destined to repeeat, forever, Narcissus’s words …
Ah! the anguish of mortal love! And all this at five to ten on a fine Scottish morning!
Thank you writingpresence!
Amazing, the stories we tell ourselves and each other!
Thank you for the kindness d.a.!
Muchas gracias. ?Como puedo iniciar sesion?