Pilgrims

March 15, 2017  •  Leave a Comment

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The beginnings of a recent series from Iceland:

 

I had for sometime had ice in my mind.

Glaciers, icebergs, frozen and freezing, melting and thawing, moving and changing. 

Not witness to all, a blizzarding experience.

Yet a blackened beach.

A persistent pressing imagining, a scatter of ice formed.

Blind, scrolling anticipation, the consideration of hours. A glimpsed realistion of vision.

Momentarily alone with pixels and contented with this.

An introspection released.

Yet Pilgimage it seems does not relieve the pressing of the mind, contrarily increasing, imaginary needs.

 

All the Best. Jonny

 


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