24 July 2008


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Touching the night, fingertip
Recall day's clarifying
Impulse, the warm and
Sweep of light.
Take the memory,
In her's receding,
Save in lone night.

4 comments:

Dick said...

Strangely haunting. There's just a touch of the Arbus about this.

mark said...

thanks Dick...i think it's the somewhat creepy lurker there

Miho Sakato said...

cool photo, mark!

how's summer? hot hot??

it is hot days in Tokyo..

:)

mark said...

thanks miho: oh, NYC has been brutal this summer, with humidity...i think hot times this year in both Tokyo and here...