Always seeking the sea
Always seeking the sea,
the breeze, the big skies
over the bay, searching
for home, sometimes
thinking I found it.
Eileen Carney Hulme
Posted over on Applehouse Poetry Workshop
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::INSIGHT::
What we see, we have already "read" as our visual cortex filters our perceptions down through the doors of our experiences. What we read is immediately transposed perceptually to some kind of image that is compatible with our imagination. Here you will find much to read, and lots to see.
Glenn Buttkus
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1 comment:
Dear Glenn
Beautiful pic to match my poem, thanks for that, I'm pleased you enjoyed it so much.
Eileen
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