"Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;"
-- from the Second Coming by WB Yeats
today's word prompt is "poem"...
i'm not one for poetry... but for some reason the first thing that always comes to mind when i think of poetry is this line from Second Coming... (the second is Jabberwocky by Lewis Caroll which i'm pretty sure i can still recite by heart 🥴)...
anyhoo, the line makes me think of "chaos" and i was trying to think of how to depict chaos and decided to haul out the vortograph attachment... and here... we... are...
i like this way more than i should... it really is something of a craptastic mess, but it still appeals to me for some reason...
also might serve as my entry for 52frames - the prompt over there this week is "reflection"...
When you read the lines of the poem by Lewis, and look at the photograph, you've done this excellently - a perfect portrayal of the centre of things falling apart.
It's not a bad line to come to mind though. :)
For me it's always "before the burning, we were innocent amidst the grain" - a random line from a Marvin Bell poem that I read decades ago and wedged in my head for some reason.
For me it's always "before the burning, we were innocent amidst the grain" - a random line from a Marvin Bell poem that I read decades ago and wedged in my head for some reason.
Cool shot!