A favourite photo of mine taken a long time ago on slide film. The striking juxtaposition of the vivid, translucent leaves with the dead, shrivelled one is a good starting point for imaginative reflection
By this bridge
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For by this bridge my Mary sat
& praised the screaming plover
As first to hail the day—when I
Confessed myself her lover
& at that moment stooping down...
17 hours ago
Remember not the former things,
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Behold, I am doing a new thing,
Even now it is springing to light.
Do you not perceive it?
A way will I make in the wilderness
And rivers in the desert!
A wonderful choice of text here Richard; it complements the picture so perfectly and offers hope to us all
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