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Time’s passage

April 11, 2007 | Leave a Comment

[-photography, poetry-]

by Nancy Waldman

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Ljubljana arches

Originally uploaded by daerice.

This morning I spent some relaxed time viewing a slideshow of the images that have been put in the Practically Creative pool. The variety, the color, the sense of play and humour, the emotions, the places, the depth, the creativity are inspiring. Viewing these images in thumbnail as they are in the sidebar of this site doesn’t do justice to any of the images. Sometime take some time to delight your eyes and your soul with a slideshow of them.

I chose daerice’s photograph from Ljubljana, Slovenia because my posts have been focusing on the alteration of our world by natural elements. Here is a beautiful part of our world that is showing signs of age. The arches have a rich patina of flaking and peels and cracks and discoloration.

This image and my time[lessness] spent in looking at the others inspired me to bring up this, an excerpt from Winter Hues by 19th century Canadian poet Archibald Lampman,

Life is not all for effort: there are hours,
When fancy breaks from the exacting will,
And rebel thought takes schoolboy’s holiday,
Rejoicing in its idle strength. ’Tis then,
And only at such moments, that we know
The treasure of hours gone—scenes once beheld,
Sweet voices and words bright and beautiful,
Impetuous deeds that woke the God within us,
The loveliness of forms and thoughts and colors,
A moment marked and then as soon forgotten.
These things are ever near us, laid away,
Hidden and waiting the appropriate times,
In the quiet garner-house of memory.
There in the silent unaccounted depth,
Beneath the heated strainage and the rush
That teem the noisy surface of the hours,
All things that ever touched us are stored up,
Growing more mellow like sealed wine with age;
We thought them dead, and they are but asleep.
In moments when the heart is most at rest
And least expectant, from the luminous doors,
And sacred dwellingplace of things unfeared,
They issue forth, and we who never knew
Till then how potent and how real they were,
Take them, and wonder, and so bless the hour.

thanks, daerice, for giving us this view of your world.

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Originally published February 2006 in the Practically Creative blog.

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