Photo (and prose) Essay

  May arrives in the south surrounded by smoky air of burnt leaves... Her blue toes and icy fingers stroke your hands and face at dawn... her heart carries warmth: russet red, butter yellow, burnt orange... fading to the practical colours of an Aunt’s woollen cloak. be arrested by her colours, her last potent and … Continue reading Photo (and prose) Essay

Sustained Metaphor: “May”

[ I decided this morning to personalise May, the last month of autumn(Fall) in the Southern Hemisphere, and play a little. My experience of May  is influenced by  a lot of time spent outdoors, and in rural or semi-rural areas. I hope you enjoy what is a dissonant sort of tribute to my favourite time … Continue reading Sustained Metaphor: “May”