Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Event Horizon
We bluff the light, together, loving within the slow pull of measurable movement
Creating fragile horizons out of uncertain wavelengths
Smidgens
We bluff the light, together, loving within the slow pull of measurable movement
Creating fragile horizons out of uncertain wavelengths
Magnificent, simply magnificent. Time stands still, well, almost still. Sealed, but not isolated or contained. Loved this.
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thanks! I guess I am taking an informal poll… trying not to be totally insular but still be me totally.. if that makes sense.. I find my song is different from others, I think I should really have people read me live in front of me, that might be the exercise that will enlighten my weaknesses and strengths, but again, thanks.
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The only reality is this measured movement…interesting.
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So few a words such grear meaning
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You ask two questions. I can’t answer them in completeness. 1. Punctuation; depends on the format. At times, punctuation can be rhythmic, like different types of rests found in written music. Other times, it facilitates communication, connecting, like a bridge, to your reader. There are more, but this will suffice for now. 2. Hearing; a necessary thing to think of your audience. This can be like you said, “everyone hears me”. If you take that approach, then you must ask yourself, who is everyone? To me, it’s more important to hear yourself and try to find a way to make what you hear communicate to…everyone. It may be self-defeating creating a perceived audience that has nothing to do with reality. I find this common with online blogs and publications. I think you’re a good writer and your questions prove this to be so.
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how do you process punctuation ? I find it a trap sometimes… when I am writing I think everyone hears me… you ?
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I also liked your final line. Good photo; good work.
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Poetry is an Art and now you have put science into it.
What a beautiful rendition.
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Nope, I like to look at the older wreck pics.
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Wow, great image. Not much left anymore is there.
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I love your image “creating fragile horizons out of uncertain wavelengths”. Your poetry lifts my spirits on a day when I need it.
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There is something about the way you write and express yourself that makes me slow down and savour the moment.
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I like it when the prose so very much draws into and from the picture.
Excellent… Both!
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Nice
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Thanks for the explanation, Elan!
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Excellent.
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That is sand being blown from wind coming off the sea.
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Is that fog or smoke from forest fires in your photo? A fine mystery shot, Elan!
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