Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Image by kenne
“The beauteous dragonfly’s dancing
By the waves of the rivulet glancing;
She dances here, and she dances there,
The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair.”
— Heinrich Heine
Archive for the ‘Blue Dasher’ Tag
Blue Dasher Dragonfly Leave a comment
Blue Dasher At Sweetwater Wetlands 4 comments
Blue Dasher Dragonfly at Sweetwater Wetlands — Image by kenne
Warming in the sun
On this chilly spring morning
Life on a new day.
— kenne
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Adult Blue Dasher 4 comments
Adult Male Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Image by kenne
What’s this dragonfly doing?
Looks like another insect has been caught in a web,
which has got his attention.
I’m not that much of an insect expert.
— kenne
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Blue Dasher In Flight Leave a comment
Blue Dasher Dragonfly in Flight at Sweetwater Wetlands (10/06/21) — Photo-Artistry by kenne by kenne
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
— Albert Einstein
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Blue Dasher Dragonfly 4 comments
Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Image by kenne
The Dragonfly
Today I saw the dragonfly
Come from the wells where he did lie.
An inner impulse rent the veil
Of his old husk: from head to tail
Came out clear plates of sapphire mail.
He dried his wings: like gauze they grew;
Thro’ crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Blue Dasher — Peekaboo, I See You 2 comments
Blue Dasher (Sweetwater Wetlands) — Image by kenne
Peekaboo, I see you!
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Blue Dasher — Photo-Artistry 2 comments
Blue Dasher — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Photography is a way of escaping from other people’s world.
— kenne
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Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Picture As Poetry Leave a comment
Blue Dasher Dragonfly — Image by kenne
Everything that goes into my images is based on the belief,
“as in poetry, so in photography.”
A photographer is like a poet.
— kenne
“A poem will be like a picture,
and let a picture be similar to a poem.”
— Horace
“Painting is poetry which is seen and not heard,
and poetry is a painting which is heard but not seen.
These two arts (you may call them both either poetry or painting)
have here interchanged the senses by which they penetrate to the intellect.”
— Leonardo Da Vinci
