Abbey Of Astoend: Suffolk Shingle

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Suffolk Shingle

6 comments:

GYPSYWOMAN said...: love this, trevor - especially how the orange and blue play off each other on such an incredibly serene backdrop/foreground - beautiful!; 28 October 2010 at 13:54
Brad said...: Looking through your photos I echo the sentiments of the poster above. Serenity seems to be a predominant quality in your photos.
They are always so beautiful and so enchanting.
Great!
Brad:); 28 October 2010 at 15:54
ADRIAN said...: I must go back down to East Anglia, I'd forgotten how good it is.; 29 October 2010 at 00:48
Confini amministrativi - Riigipiirid - Political borders said...: For my soul it is a view somehow sad, because it is a kind of déja-vù. It reminds the Aral Lake, nowadays disappearind because more and more dry, leaving on the stones the old abandoned soviet ships...
But the photo is great indeed!; 29 October 2010 at 02:10
Anonymous said...: Ships out of water... What a strange feeling... and great source of simile. Interesting photo indeed.; 29 October 2010 at 03:02
Prospero said...: Looks like quicksand. What a great texture.; 29 October 2010 at 14:45

Li Po

(Li Bai Li Po)

Drinking Alone with the Moon

A pot of wine among the flowers.

I drink alone, no friend with me.

I raise a cup to invite the moon.

He and my shadow and I make three.

The moon does not know how to drink;

My shadow mimes my capering;

But I'll make merry with them both-

And soon enough it will be Spring.

I sing- the moon moves to and fro.

I dance- my shadow leaps and sways.

Still sober, we exchange our joys.

Drunk- and we'll go our separate ways.

Let's pledge- beyond human ties- to be friends,

And meet where the Silver River ends.