Archive for the ‘Edna St. Vincent Millay’ Tag
Photo-Artistry by kenne
Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Death comes in a day or two.
All the things we ever knew
Will be ashes in that hour,
Mark the transient butterfly,
How he hangs upon the flower.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Suffer me to cherish you
Till the dawn is in the sky.
Whether I be false or true,
Death comes in a day or two.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne
To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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A Mesquite Sunset — Image by kenne
“My god is all gods in one.
When I see a beautiful sunset,
I worship the god of Nature;
when I see a hidden action brought to light,
I worship the god of Truth;
when I see a bad man punished
and a good man go free,
I worship the god of Justice;
when I see a penitent forgiven,
I worship the god of Mercy.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Image 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
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At first glance, you might think these two images are of the same mountain wildflower.
Wrong, my friend, with the help of fellow hiker and naturalist, David Dean,
I’m able to pass on the correct identification.
Mountain flowers have a way of slowing the pace of a hike to the pace of a nature walk, especially when hiking with very knowledgeable people — Thanks, David.
— kenne
Western Dayflower, Commelina dianthifolia
(Mt. Lemmon, August 12, 2016)
— Image by kenne
Spiderwort, Tradescantia
(Mt. Lemmon, August 12, 2016)
— Image 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
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Becoming is Superior to Being 