capturing in prose
In a morning mist, a pine corn that someone lost was waiting for the next owner. As if it were a spaceship lost in the universe, the door was closed tightly and no one could pick it up. Only a person who has a innocent focal point may see it.
不時着した宇宙船のように、松ぼっくりが朝露に濡れていた。
A contribution to A Photo a Week Challenge: Focal Point by Nancy Merrill Photography.
たった一輪のハスはどこか朧げ。
A Part of Wordless Wednesday
An uncertain image sometime brings me somewhere in a jungle. I cannot say what my image is. Perhaps it may be “The Snake Charmer (La Charmeuse de Serpents)” drawn by Rousseau but not sure. I’m peeking from behind trees but nothing is moving, though surely something is there.
なんとも説明できないイメージというのがあって、あえていうなら「蛇使いの女」というルソーの絵なのだが、それが時々思い浮かんでくる。自分は木々の間から向こう側を覗き込んでいて、何かが確かにいるのだが何も見えない、そんなイメージである。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
Of course this is just a kind of no-entry sign for campers. Even if you go over there, nothing should happen. No dangerous places, no bears, just going around a small pond, you will back here. In the morning mist, it looked somehow strange.
どうというわけでもないのだが、ゲートが朝露の中で少し落ち着かなく見えた。
A contribution to A Photo a Week Challenge: Gates and Fences by Nancy Merrill Photography.
Did you say something?
Tu as dit?
なんか言った？
ハスが咲かないだけでどこか寂しいのは、それにどこか郷愁を感じるからなのか。
