Edinburgh - Under Glass*
"The simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event as well as the precise organization of forms which gives that event its proper expression. In photography, the smallest thing can be a great subject. The little human detail can become a leitmotif." — Henri Cartier-Bresson
Monday, March 9, 2009
crazy love
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open every time she smiles
And when I come to her that's where I belong
Yet I'm running to her like a river's song
(Van Morrison, 'Crazy Love', 1970)
lonely but not alone
the tree behind the wall
steps beneath the moon
the great escape to the sky
hold me tight
the girl with the sun in her eyes
behind bars
cannon balls flying
in vain
Now I was sitting waiting wishing
That you believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd see the signs
But Lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool
Learning loving somebody don't make them love you
Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?
(Jack Johnson, 'Sitting, Waiting, Wishing', 2005)
the way back home
on track
the steel door
frame me
climb that wall
the invisible handgun
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
(U2, 'Bullet The Blue Sky, 1987)
the evening sun
Bucephalus (a horse with a name)
the sky above us (hey Eugene)
shine a light
better down the road
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