Hockey Night (2002)
Blog with a View, at heart, is a digital art photoblog. Each Wednesday, I present an image without the usual verbal headpounding.
That's right. I'll sit and stew in the penalty box today.
I know nothing about hockey but that's a great picture.
Listen.Those are their bones.You know,the ones waiting fetal, resting into the anthroloplogy of exhale,a patient chemical poemdust to dust.The whalesong under our unintended steps singing the dream of wings.-m
Cool. Looks like the George Rouault stained glass window commemoration of the Stanley Cup!
Lily: A lovely poem -- my favorite of those you've posted.POPatricia and Neil: Thanks for taking a look and leaving a note, although Rouault does much better work than I.
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I know nothing about hockey but that's a great picture.
Listen.
Those are their bones.
You know,
the ones waiting fetal,
resting into the anthroloplogy of exhale,
a patient chemical poem
dust to dust.
The whalesong under our unintended steps
singing the dream of wings.
-m
Cool. Looks like the George Rouault stained glass window commemoration of the Stanley Cup!
Lily: A lovely poem -- my favorite of those you've posted.
POPatricia and Neil: Thanks for taking a look and leaving a note, although Rouault does much better work than I.
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