O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
W. Shakespeare, Henry V
Or was it topaz?
The bare trees looked about to catch fire.
I sood on the soggy ground, shutter clicking, my socks soaking up the day's rain. (I had run out wearing only my bedroom scuffs.)
Everything seemed to go up in flames for a moment. My camera hand shook.
And then it was over. Time to go back to the kitchen and stir the chili pot, add more jalapeno, and hope for Shakespeare's "muse of fire" to visit me during the new year.
8 comments:
Astonishing, Kay! These photos seem to have been sepia-toned. Being visited by the muse of fire must look very like this.
Happy new year to you, my friend.
What a gorgeous sunset and fabulous photo Kay. Hope you and your family have a new year filled with good health and much happiness.
Sam
Gorgeous, Kay! May the muse of fire come sit beneath your special tree.
Magnificent muse!
I teach fourth grade at a small private school in Morganton, NC. My class is currently doing a poetry unit and they are very enthusiastic! I was wondering if you might be willing to come in and spend some time talking with my 11 children about your poetry,perspectives, and experiences, and maybe giving them some guidance with their writing. I think they would be thrilled to meet you. Thanks for your time and consideration.
Treesie Cape
I'm sorry....I guess a way to reach me might be helpful. You can e-mail me at dcjetdriver@aol.com. I can then send you other numbers for better communication. Thanks!
Treesie Cape
Marvelous colors, lovely muse indeed!
Posey is more than a firecracker--my husband I call her the Amazing Poseytron, the New Atomic Particle. We are VERY lucky to have her at Caldwell. Thanks for showing some of her amazing work to a new audience.
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