strange light in a strange room
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May. 5th, 2008 @ 03:29 pm
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Strange light in a strange room

How do you get to that bright light? You have to turn around, and then you find it, but when you do, it no longer looks as it did when first you saw it.
Because...

The kettle's reflecting the light from the door... but it looks different in the kettle, the way sometimes light looks different in a mirror, too. If you could go through the door in the kettle, it would be to an outdoors that's different from the outdoors you get to by turning around and leaving through the real door.
Outside, though the ordinary door, the wren is back, his whole throat shaking as he sings, and today with heyes, I heard the first orioles.
a_soft_world has some up already, including a great group shot--sadly without her in it, though, as she's the photographer, and she also has this tiny video of one of my favorite things on the walk, the people who play music on old instruments. They are always there, bless them, no matter what the weather.)I feel...:  frayed I hear...: Lily of the West (Raymond Crooke singing)
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The worlds we see but can't get to are so interesting--fortunately the world we can see and get to is also a lifetime's worth of interesting.
That's wonderful, the first one is kind of threatening in an "Aslan is not a tame lion" kind of way.
I love the world in the kettle: the numinous in commonplace, the awe-inspiring in the cosy.
Nine
--which in turn reminds me of the two faces of Romanticism: take the familiar and make it strange, or take the strange and make it familiar.
What do we call it when we take the strange and just revel in it? I guess the familiar as familiar would be the realist novel...
how bright and blue is the world in the kettle! reflections create wonderful worlds, and your vigilant eye has captured it so beautifully. maybe we could go and live in reflections like that...
btw. our tea kettles must be sisters.
thank you!
I have to tell my tea kettle she has a sister. What a wonderful thought!
I suspect we move in and out of those reflections now and then without noticing.
You know something I sometimes do? Maybe you do this too...or if not, you can give it a try... I sometimes, in certain moods and times of day, stretch my arm out toward the wall really slowly to see if I can make it pass right through the wall. It happens in dreams that I can do this, so I figure at some point it might happen when I'm awake.
Awesome picture. :) Reflections are tricky things. :)
BTW, your spring picture is my current desktop background. :)
This entry reminds me of a Rocky Votolato song, "White Daisy Passing": Please slow it down there's a secret magic past world that you only notice when you're looking back at it all I wanna do is turn around(you can watch it hereif you'd like...it is very chill and has some nice vocals.) And yes, pimp my page so everyone can see the WEEKS MEMORIAL FOOTBRIDGE.
Oh--I like this song! Just listening to it now; really, really nice. In fact, as I was going to log in to respond to your comment, I started typing "awesome" instead of "asakiyume," because I was thinking of how I like this song--and just on the first listen, too. Yes, chill, in a late afternoon, early evening, sun is going down sort of way.
Did I hear you say WEEKS MEMORIAL FOOTBRIDGE! You know, my father proposed LAKE WYOLA!!!!
Ha, I love making that sort of typo (I mean, provided I catch it). I'm glad you liked the song, too! I listen to it when I feel on-the-edge of sadness.
And, oh my, the last part of your comment made me laugh very hard. :D
When in doubt... LAKE WYOLA! :D
I love it when the normal explodes in front of you, but quietly.
Me too!
I read a book in the woods this evening, in one spot of sunlight that was left.
When I looked up, it was all twilight-y.
Your house is magic. Maybe you brought the magic back from the swamplands.
Yes, the magic wells up from the swamplands and flows in. It's a great place for a house to be.
I post about the light reflecting off my pan, you post about light that shows something different in your kettle....what a coincidence....but I lack the wonderful sense of imagination you have....
Oh untrue! I loved what you said about batteries! And--well, let me get to your entry and tell you the rest.
What is so nice about this entry... as in so many that you do... is that it really engages those of us who read it in so many ways. It gets us all thinking and looking and listening and and finding the most wonderful experiences in what is so closely at hand. Thanks... and loved that song and the music video and the feelings calm thoughtful feelings they invoke.
I'm really touched that you say this. I'm glad the entries work that way; that makes me really happy. Yes, that song was wonderful. This is why I love the Internet, for this sharing that extends in so many directions.
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