Death, Depression, Photography
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Blog: Stillfugue Topics:Fiction, Poetry, Essays
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#1 by Find an Outlet on June 10, 2013 - 9:34 pm
There’s only one common collocation I can think of using this word. If this is what’s etched in the glass of your workday window, it’s easy to follow the route your mood has taken. Ah but I have views of my own…
I read everything you write…please take care of yourself.
#2 by Carl on June 11, 2013 - 8:14 pm
Thank you for your comment and for reading. I really appreciate it. Your allusion to the use of the word is true. Fortunately, these moments are fleeting and I’ve been getting my training in how to evaluate them and turn them. We have to remember they’re temporary as is the picture, but it does have a haunting quality.
#3 by Jamie Dedes on June 11, 2013 - 4:14 am
A simple, profound statement. Sad.
#4 by Carl on June 11, 2013 - 8:17 pm
Thank you, Jamie. I really appreciate it!
#5 by ~xtian on June 11, 2013 - 4:12 pm
I appreciated this photo while I was having a bad day yesterday. The view out my window actually does look like that.
#6 by Carl on June 11, 2013 - 8:18 pm
I’m grateful for your comment, and I hope today is better. I hope your view improves as mine has, but these are anxious moments sometimes.
#7 by ~xtian on June 11, 2013 - 8:50 pm
You’re very welcome. And yes – today was a lot brighter. Weather-wise too, although my view is turning back into that grey city-scape. Perfect weather for listening to Black Sabbath or Joy Division 😉
#8 by Carl on June 11, 2013 - 9:25 pm
Ah, music alleviates the pain of many of my grey days!
#9 by Evelyn on June 14, 2013 - 9:55 pm
this is buttery goodness. I can feel the cool pane on my forehead.
#10 by Carl on June 17, 2013 - 11:49 am
Thank you. I appreciate your kind comment!
#11 by clinock on June 26, 2013 - 1:07 am
Rain dropping on glass
Tears nourishing cloudy thought
Sunlight breaking through
#12 by Carl on June 28, 2013 - 6:39 am
Thank you, John. Your mind is wonderfully open.