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By: littlepeace December 21, 2021December 21, 2021 photography, quotesphotography, winter, winter solsticeLeave a Comment on Sister Winter

Sister Winter

… But my heart is
Returned to sister winter
But my hands are
As cold as ice …

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By: littlepeace March 30, 2019March 30, 2019 in passing, music, photography, quotesmusic, photography, quotes, springLeave a Comment on Waking up to spring

Waking up to spring

“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”
― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

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By: littlepeace October 28, 2018October 28, 2018 life, photographylanguage, photography, sehnsucht, wordsLeave a Comment on The light in the leaves

The light in the leaves

“Oh, look how beautiful the sun is shining through the trees!” I said, drunk on the last golden light of evening glowing through the golden leaves of the ginko trees.

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By: littlepeace March 23, 2018March 23, 2018 photographygardening, photography, quotesLeave a Comment on Garden tales

Garden tales

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden. — Ruth Stout   It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. — Charles Dickens In the…

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By: littlepeace February 15, 2018February 15, 2018 photography2 Comments on come to dust

come to dust

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o’ the great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; Care no more to…

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By: littlepeace October 13, 2017February 15, 2018 photographyLeave a Comment on maidens drowned

maidens drowned

There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she come
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples

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By: littlepeace April 23, 2016January 10, 2018 photographyadventures, art, music, photographyLeave a Comment on the dryness and the rain

the dryness and the rain

after completing messes of men, the first part of my photography project inspired by mewithoutYou’s brother, sister, cranking the second part out was surprisingly easy. as part of this shoot i learned about betta fish and discovered just how many things cockle burrs can latch onto. [and how cold 40-degree weather can be — thanks…

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By: littlepeace January 9, 2016January 10, 2018 photographyadventures, music, photography1 Comment on messes of men

messes of men

i’ve talked before about my love for mewithoutYou’s album brother, sister, and my desire to “illustrate” it, so to speak, through photography and other media. a desire four or five years in the making finally got off the ground last march when i did two shoots based on “messes of men,” the first song on…

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purslane

By: littlepeace February 4, 2023
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in spring the purslane
pops up underfoot

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corrugated

By: littlepeace February 3, 2023
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in winter the cold
corrugates the soul, crumpling
it up like paper

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little sister

By: littlepeace February 1, 2023February 2, 2023
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february turns up soft and
delicate

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a time, a time

By: littlepeace January 31, 2023
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there is a time to keep,
and a time to throw away:
theatre programs
ticket stubs
dead plants
math tests

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little paper houses

By: littlepeace January 30, 2023January 31, 2023
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in a shoebox somewhere in the closet
are the little paper houses
my glamorous great-aunt
gave my grandma for Christmas

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By: littlepeace January 29, 2023January 31, 2023
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despite my best intentions
how quickly i forget You

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don’t liken a lichen

By: littlepeace January 28, 2023January 31, 2023
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don’t liken a lichen
to a room like a kitchen
unless stonehenge is a mere pile of stones

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good and real

By: littlepeace January 27, 2023January 31, 2023
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i was trying to proceed sensibly
to live logically
to hold tight to what is
good and real

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foreliving

By: littlepeace January 26, 2023January 31, 2023
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in frozen january
i catch myself
longing for spring

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a gift from sunny florida

By: littlepeace January 25, 2023January 27, 2023
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every year at Christmas
my grandfather’s sister
sends him a box of oranges
from Florida — sometimes
grapefruits, too, which he
prepares for us of a morning
with an expert hand

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I'm an editrix, a writer, a poet, a photographer, and a wielder of butter. I love Jesus because He loved me first.

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