Poetry and Photography (Series III: Hail & Hand)

Auguries of Innocence

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

To see a World in a Grain of Sand 

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower 

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 

And Eternity in an hour

A Robin Red breast in a Cage 

Puts all Heaven in a Rage 

A Dove house filld with Doves & Pigeons 

Shudders Hell thr' all its regions 

A dog starvd at his Masters Gate 

Predicts the ruin of the State 

A Horse misusd upon the Road 

Calls to Heaven for Human blood 

Each outcry of the hunted Hare 

A fibre from the Brain does tear 

A Skylark wounded in the wing 

A Cherubim does cease to sing 

The Game Cock clipd & armd for fight 

Does the Rising Sun affright 

Every Wolfs & Lions howl 

Raises from Hell a Human Soul 

The wild deer, wandring here & there 

Keeps the Human Soul from Care 

The Lamb misusd breeds Public Strife 

And yet forgives the Butchers knife 

The Bat that flits at close of Eve 

Has left the Brain that wont Believe

The Owl that calls upon the Night 

Speaks the Unbelievers fright

He who shall hurt the little Wren 

Shall never be belovd by Men 

He who the Ox to wrath has movd 

Shall never be by Woman lovd

The wanton Boy that kills the Fly 

Shall feel the Spiders enmity 

He who torments the Chafers Sprite 

Weaves a Bower in endless Night 

The Catterpiller on the Leaf 

Poetry and Photography (Series II: Cats)

Series II: Cats

This week a little ode to the four legged furry creatures that purr, whom we share are lives with. Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, Ernest Hemingway all enthusiastic cat lovers along with many other writers and artist. Cats and writers are drawn to each other it only seemed fitting that I share some poetry in which feature cats. 

Charles Dickens once said, “What greater gift than the love of a cat?”

The Short Classic

“Classic' - a book which people praise and don't read.” ― Mark Twain

We are forced to read them, told that every one should read 'insert classic here' "It's a classic!" they say.
Well you should, it is not that hard and it wont take you very long if you read a short classic.

Poetry & Photography (Series I: Flowers)

Series I: Flowers

Caress Me by Ilana Welch

Lay To Rest 

Let me go home 
Lay my bones to rest, 
among the fields to grow 
Let the sun shine me to sleep 
Let the wind caress me and share my joy

by Ilana Welch

Sky

Just a little experiment to see what if I could animate my poetry. 

Artist Profile: Aaron Siskind

The first in my series of profiles on my favorite artists. 



Aaron Siskind was born on December 4, 1903 the fifth of six children to Russian- Jewish immigrants in New York City.

Neighborhood

These photos are the first in a series I plan on doing of my neighborhood. Focusing on of all things if you haven't guessed ... shadows!