Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Shadow Time

Central Park, March 2009

"The other or eastern end of the isle was whelmed in the blackest shade. A sombre, yet beautiful and peaceful gloom here pervaded all things. The trees were dark in color, and mournful in form and attitude — wreathing themselves into sad, solemn, and spectral shapes that conveyed ideas of mortal sorrow and untimely death. The grass wore the deep tint of the cypress, and the heads of its blades hung droopingly, and hither and thither among it, were many small unsightly hillocks, low, and narrow, and not very long, that had the aspect of graves, but were not; although over and all about them the rue and the rosemary clambered. The shade of the trees fell heavily upon the water, and seemed to bury itself therein, impregnating the depths of the element with darkness. I fancied that each shadow, as the sun descended lower and lower, separated itself sullenly from the trunk that gave it birth, and thus became absorbed by the stream; while other shadows issued momently from the trees, taking the place of their predecessors thus entombed."
Edgar Allan Poe, The Island of the Fay


pensum said...

hi Jacky, looks like you're having a grand ol' time in the U.S.of A. love that shot of Central Park, and the swimming pool you posted the other day. i thought of you while posting this slideshow and wanted to make sure you didn't miss it. happy travels!

jacky bowring said...

Hi MT - ah yes, America shows its underside in intriguing ways. The slideshow is marvellous, inspiring ... one of my favourite books is a collection of Magnum Landscape photographs, one I return to again and again, always amazed at the moments of utter brilliance ...
all the best, jacky