Monday, 9 August 2010

After the Rain

I am not much of a Shelley fan, but this is just too apt.

I am the daughter of earth and water,
And the nursling of the sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
From The Cloud.

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The self-portrait was taken against a rainy window but I had to fiddle the contrast and intensity to get the reflection clear.  And, for the record, the camera is a Nikon D90 with an 18-200 Nikkor lens. Yeah, it weighs a lot.  But I'm kind of obsessive about it so it goes everywhere with me.

9 comments:

  1. the poem goes so beautifully with your pictures. And that picture of you is the icing on the cake--wonderful post.

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  2. Oh, that's a good one. My BIL has one, and it is light years ahead of my original 6mp Rebel.

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  3. I loved the poem and the pictures. Like the last one!
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  4. I love the self-portrait; all the pictures are stunning but I do like seeing a friendly face.

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  5. I love the top two photos and I especially like to see your face!

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  6. I like all of these......especially the first one...the colors pop.

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  7. I love this take on the self-portrait.

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