Frozen Tulip

Thanks to help from dfb24, this one was a drastic improvement over my first attempt at photographing frozen flowers.

From the epigraph (new word) of The Stone Diaries by Carol Shields

nothing she did
or said

was quite
what she meant

but still her life
could be called a monument

shaped in a slant
of available light

and set to the movement
of possible music

(From “The Grandmother Cycle” by Judith Downing, Converse Quarterly, Autumn)


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