… He reaches hands up to night
James Schevill
Clutching air with bone and skin
But he belongs to no one
Save the heart of neon signs
Beating loud, pulse of sorcery
Over a lonely man with a haircut
Sunday Sayings: a pick from the poets, writers or scriptures
Brilliant image, Laura and perfect for this poem. xoxo
it seemed to crave an apposite poem Marina – thank you
and it found it! 😉
Terrific photograph!
thank you, the timing worked for this one – tried lots!