sovay: (Haruspex: Autumn War)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2024-11-23 05:22 pm

Will the light show me what is broken?

I did not get any pictures of the sunset per se, even though it was one of the low-fired kind that always look like scratchboard at this leafless time of year.



I keep returning to the sunset view from our kitchen, but it reminds me of the Hopper light I used to see all the time around Winter Hill as well as the colors of a lobster buoy.



There were grape leaves tangled up in the twigs swaying in the line of the telephone wires. The curious mauve smoke-color of the sky was not something I expected the camera to catch.



I understand this mirror exists in order to prevent collisions in the driveway of the business it belongs to, but it's such a good creator of abstract gleams.



The street full of maple leaves looked like the bank of a river by Greer Gilman.

I am just now catching up on the rest of Johnny Flynn and Robert Macfarlane's The Moon Also Rises (2023), whose initial singles I heard around this time last year. It may be even more archaeological and ritual than its predecessor, which I have to say I am really enjoying. I wish I could get the edition of Jacquetta Hawkes' A Land (1951) with Macfarlane's introduction as anything other than an e-book.
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[personal profile] ashlyme 2024-11-24 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
I love the smoke-mauve sky, the mirror, and the maple street.

It's criminal that you can't get that edition of A Land in the States. I'm lucky enough to own a pocket-sized hardback from '53 with the Moore illustrations; read it on a camping trip in Worcestershire, where the sandstone breaks through the soil. It felt like the right landscape for the book. I wish Hawkes had written a novel.