Sunday, 29 March 2015

The Sunday Posts 2015/The Old Woman



 As a white candle
In a holy place,
So is the beauty
Of an aged face.

As the spent radiance
Of the winter sun,
So is a woman
With her travail done,

Her brood gone from her,
And her thoughts as still
As the waters
Under a ruined mill.

Joseph Campbell
Photo of Tante Margot by Alistair.

5 comments:

Bovey Belle said...

Love that Al, and a beautiful photograph too. A more serene face than mine . . .

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Such beautifully arranged composition - yours and Campbell's! YAM xx

Alistair said...

Hello and thank you both. I'd never come across this poem until recently, but it struck a chord and I knew this was always the photo to go with it. This is probably my favourite photo of Margot {pronounced with the Germanic hard T.} She has a fun personality but also a serenity that is wonderfully mesmerising.

Indigo Roth said...

I'm not sure about this one. If it's about calmness and serenity in seniority? Cool. But there's more to life than work and kids! Indigo

dbs said...

Strikes a chord with me too bud.

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