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Cooper’s Hawk Fledging   Leave a comment

Cooper's Hawk (1 of 1)-7-2 blogCooper’s Hawk Fledging In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

Cooper’s Hawk Fledging
No young hawk eyes left behind
High above the dam.

— kenne

I Will Touch A Hundred Flowers And Not Pick One   5 comments

Columbine-3199 blogImage by kenne

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

― Edna St. Vincent Millay

Mushroom Blood   Leave a comment

Kickback Rock 07-30-12Grunge Art by kenne

Brother, you are gone,
that which was earth
gone back to earth,
that which was human
scattered like rain
into the darkened
wild eyes of herbs.

— from Llanto by Philip Levine

Cloudless Sulphur Butterfly   2 comments

 

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Cloudless Sulphur-0299 blog.jpgCloudless Sulphur Butterfly — Images by kenne

 

Things Are As They Are — Grunge Art   1 comment

7-falls-oct-2013-8258-grunge-blog“Things Are as They Are” — Grunge Art by kenne

“Things are as they are.
Looking out into the universe at night,
we make no comparisons
between right and wrong stars,
nor between well and badly
arranged constellations.”

– Alan Watts.

In Autumn At The Fall Of The Leaf   2 comments

Aspen Trail -- 10-22-12Autumn Colors — Image by kenne

Autumn Song
— Dante Gabriel Rossetti 

Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?
And how the swift beat of the brain
Falters because it is in vain,
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf
Knowest thou not? and how the chief
Of joys seems—not to suffer pain?
Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the soul feels like a dried sheaf
Bound up at length for harvesting,
And how death seems a comely thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

Psychedelic Mushrooms   Leave a comment

SCVN Nature Walk 08-15-12, Marshall GulchPsychedelic Mushrooms — Computer art by kenne

Engrossing as a black hole
or your TV screen. I send out
no powers: I accept all
energies, all joys and juices . . .

–from “Dr. P.H.D. Dark, Hypnotist” by W.D. Snodgrass

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