(not so) wordless wednesday

My blogging buddy Sandy at My Inner Edge posted this poem last week with a photo and I just loved it so much I’m stealing it today and illustrating it with one of my own photographs for my not-so-wordless Wordless Wednesday entry!

INITIATION, II

At the crossroads, hens scratched circles
into the white dust. There was a shop
where I bought coffee and eggs, coarse-grained
chocolate almost too sweet to eat.
When I walked up the road, the string sack
heavy on my arm, I thought
that my legs could take me anywhere,
into any country, any life.
The air, dazzling as sand, grew dense
with light: bougainvillea spilled
over the salmon walls, the road
veered into the ravine. The world
could be those colors, the mangoes,
the melons, the avocado evenings
releasing their circles of moon.
I climbed the pink stairs, entered
the house as calm and ephemeral
as my own certainty:
this is my house, my key,
my hand with its new lines.
I am as old as I will ever be.

~ Nina Bogin

17 thoughts on “(not so) wordless wednesday

    • lovely shot. i’m always azemad by bridges … such great architecture for sure. (:i really look forward to see what political cartoon you will show next. ha. ha!! (giggles) am i the only one?!!

    • Nope, not Ireland. It’s Israel’s Ben Shemen Forest. The green is all the more treasured here for being so fiteelng.———————————–My photography is available for purchase – visit and bring home something beautiful today!

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