Happy Valley, Oregon
‘You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
‘They called me the hyacinth girl.’
—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Od’ und leer das Meer.-from T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land
photo: Happy Valley, OR. 2010. ©Graeme Mitchell
photo: Happy Valley, OR. 2010. ©Graeme Mitchell
photo: Happy Valley, OR. 2010. ©Graeme Mitchell
photo: Happy Valley, OR. 2010. ©Graeme Mitchell
Love the richness of your B&W tones.
The gravel road, and the grass, beautiful.
I can smell it.