Thursday, January 9, 2014

A poem should be motionless in time

On January 1st I went for a walk in Luukki with my daughter. We walked to lake Hauklampi, circled it, and returned to the parking place. It was a clouded day, and when we started walking it was already close to sunset time.

(Posting title is from the poem Ars Poetica by Archibald MacLeish.)

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