Sunday, July 3, 2005

non sequitur




someday, somewhere - inevitably - they will meet, and they will be near and imperfect strangers, pausing awkwardly, a hesitant handshake apart, and passing the time of
day, of months, of years, of a heart's age.
the distance between them will be peculiar and profound; no confidences will be shared, no explanations made, and no hurts healed: since the sweet sequence of their story was interrupted, simply too much time has passed.

11 comments:

  1. The numbers on the doors intrigue me: 36 and 4? Illogical, dr. Spock would say.
    Heavy words, Lynn, fitting picture.

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  2. Genius Lynn! Even more intriquing as I have Pink Floyd "Shine on you Crazy Diamond" playing in the background.

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  3. Great pictures and great story. Maybe time already passed and they choose to live not far with lots of colors...

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  4. Isn't it interesting how one aspect can distract from so many others? The graffiti, the colrs, the architecture, the latches, their relations to the street... This is a brilliant catch, Lynn. They really have nothing in common except their mail slots.

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  5. This was well worth going back for, Lynn! I love the sparkle of life that is showing here, despite the passing and ravages of time. And there is always hope as is implied in your story.
    Great!

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  6. Wonderful capture. Love the colors and the whimsy of the doors.

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  7. Prior to reading you text, my first impression was to personify these doors...two souls close in proximity divided somehow. I was then, as always, rewarded by your words.

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  8. looks funky! very whimsical looking doors ... and the numbering system, from 4 to 36 ... very funny

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  9. Hoi Lynn, gaat alles goed?

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  10. LOVE this image... glad everyone is fine... Just checking in to say hi...

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