Sunday, January 31, 2016

nowhere but here


A ruin in the wilderness
the tall grasses bending
a chirp and a rumbling train far away 
I have nowhere to be
but here.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful photo, and beautiful and inspired poem Priya.

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    1. Thanks Anita. The photograph is from a camping trip. This is a wildlife refuge in West Virginia.

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  2. The sense of depth in the image came out really great.

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