Friday, April 6, 2012

Poetry Friday: A Photo Poem

Happy National Poetry Month! Christopher Fry, the British playwright, once said that poetry “is the language by which man explores his own amazement.” 

I think this photo/poem is amazing, and I write more about amazement today over at BOOKS AROUND THE TABLE.  

Just look at that frozen whistle. Hope you enjoy it. 
Photo by AP photography Robert F. Bukaty: "Maine Cold"
Poetry Friday today is being hosted by Robyn Hood Black over at READ, WRITE, HOWL. head over there to see what other people have posted.

11 comments:

  1. What a cool photo. Never seen anything like it. Thanks for posting the "frozen whistle". -Ed

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  2. I love wordless poems captured through amazing photographs such as this one. Loved the image! :)

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  3. makes me wonder if birds or other animals blow out their breath in cold weather just to see it the way people do.

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  4. David, I'm absolutely sure they do. All work and no play makes birds dull, too.

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  5. This is like stop-motion poetry!

    Thanks for this, and that wonderful article over at BOOKS AROUND THE TABLE.

    Let's all vow to never cease to be amazed. :)

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  6. Breathtaking - really. David's comment cracks me up, and reminds me of the recent video going around of a crow "sledding" - just for fun. Absolutely. Thanks for sharing this, Julie!

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  7. I'm speechless. Wordless.
    What a visual poem!

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  8. Wow...just, wow. It looks real and yet unreal at the very same time...

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  9. Yes, real and unreal - exactly!

    Robyn, I've got to find the sledding crow. Haven't seen it yet.

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  10. If someone had given an assignment to "Illustrate a frozen whistle," I wonder what the artists would've created. Your phrase goes perfectly with this image!

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