tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35001444915639262212024-03-09T03:36:50.748+02:00Light ScrapePhotographs from Finland.Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.comBlogger4939125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-76085288273680091972020-05-31T14:16:00.000+03:002020-05-31T14:16:23.650+03:00Slowly a strange name in a strange tongue<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922144508/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49922144508_e5b9fa6356.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922144508/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922143538/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49922143538_72e562c838.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922143538/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 22 at Velskola.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Way-Station</i> by Archibald MacLeish.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-47810826575362729542020-05-24T15:53:00.001+03:002020-05-24T15:53:26.803+03:00Even if there was no grief<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922972952/" title=""><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49922972952_45e6143eed.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922972952/">View</a></span></div><p>The photograph was taken on March 15th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Ways of Talking</i> by Ha Jin.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-62844975460332032712020-05-22T15:23:00.000+03:002020-05-22T15:23:07.456+03:00And as I watch you, before I know it<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922935202/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49922935202_aca572dd48.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922935202/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922631451/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49922631451_f4f8853eda.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49922631451/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 29th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Ways of Rebelling</i> by Nathalie Handal.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-22655738807071991032020-05-13T18:56:00.002+03:002020-05-13T18:56:58.690+03:00Only a refraction of color that<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826187151/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826187151_1cee93c51d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826187151/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826191216/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826191216_df9f897f1e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826191216/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 28th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowers from a New Love after the Divorce</i> by Paisley Rekdal.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-80122544329654558442020-05-07T17:01:00.002+03:002020-05-07T17:01:52.667+03:00I have kept my eye keen<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826476167/" title=""><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826476167_4912647506.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826476167/">View</a></span></div><p>The photograph was taken at Velskola on March 22nd.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowers, Always</i> by Cate Marvin.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-3581960922263072292020-05-02T21:02:00.002+03:002020-05-02T21:02:54.858+03:00Who would blink first, lose face, or push the button<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826159341/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826159341_576293bc31.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826159341/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826157911/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826157911_9b750e7c2f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826157911/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken at Velskola on March 22nd.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowerpot</i> by Alan R. Shapiro.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-70478000634891396632020-04-30T17:54:00.002+03:002020-04-30T17:54:28.191+03:00Future, I shall be as efficient as you<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826485442/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826485442_8d75b9d686.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826485442/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49825633738/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49825633738_971b94b064.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49825633738/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 22nd.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowers</i> by John Tranter.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-36656792443767398132020-04-29T16:58:00.001+03:002020-04-29T16:58:43.751+03:00So lightly and invisibly I hardly knew it<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826172051/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826172051_d68c7c124c.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826172051/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826169966/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49826169966_50ec673d13.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49826169966/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 21st.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flow Dynamics</i> by Elizabeth Arnold.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-53311729471713558032020-04-27T18:38:00.000+03:002020-04-27T18:38:34.421+03:00They’ll surprise you<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49817050137/" title=""><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49817050137_e127e3b076.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49817050137/">View</a></span></div><p>The photograph was taken on March 14th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowers</i> by Wendy Videlock.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-37415328318641998592020-04-26T14:55:00.001+03:002020-04-26T14:55:24.177+03:00But color and the movement<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816210503/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49816210503_c955d0b1a1.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816210503/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816200703/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49816200703_fa7ef303e8.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816200703/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 14th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flowers by the Sea</i> by William Carlos Williams.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-29377888900380365972020-04-25T15:13:00.000+03:002020-04-25T15:13:49.626+03:00Or am I fleeing your coiling uncoiling<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49817061552/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49817061552_3e21cf779a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49817061552/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816211948/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49816211948_b39a65f633.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49816211948/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 14th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Flow</i> by Jonathan Galassi.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-20242047735587053422020-04-20T17:14:00.001+03:002020-04-20T17:14:47.352+03:00And this sense of wonder<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760218377/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49760218377_262baea94d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760218377/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49759901091/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49759901091_7ae076dcfc.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49759901091/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 8th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Johanna Hirshhorn</i> by Gerard Malanga.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-18651332090130502342020-04-16T17:20:00.000+03:002020-04-16T17:20:10.105+03:00Around the same mind I have now<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760219732/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49760219732_29b2460d5c.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760219732/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760219487/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49760219487_b08ff1b0a1.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49760219487/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 8th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Apology</i> by Ruby Robinson.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-31194790354562830812020-04-15T20:31:00.001+03:002020-04-15T20:31:52.580+03:00We who have fetched home inventing storage solutions<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756865842/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756865842_b0367420fc.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756865842/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756865412/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756865412_2b2f0611b7.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756865412/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 5th at Vantaankoski.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Hair</i> by Ailbhe Darcy.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-40845393806358006322020-04-12T19:41:00.001+03:002020-04-12T19:41:53.791+03:00But I am talking nonsense again, as I have since that night<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756006643/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756006643_b7737fd40d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756006643/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756534621/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756534621_661768dd92.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756534621/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on March 5th at Vantaankoski.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>The Boatman</i> by Carolyn Forché.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-34823117048667385512020-04-11T12:43:00.001+03:002020-04-11T12:43:36.873+03:00Is it about vulnerability that can make the hand<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756520951/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756520951_e302bca5be.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756520951/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755992898/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49755992898_da26fa24d4.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755992898/">View 2</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755990923/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49755990923_b6313a67a2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755990923/">View 3</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 29th while walking in Petikko.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Monomoy</i> by Carl Phillips.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-31928150309949654582020-04-10T15:26:00.000+03:002020-04-10T15:26:50.294+03:00I am told too much, so I know too much, so I am wise beyond my years<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756856017/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49756856017_e89111fde7.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49756856017/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755994763/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49755994763_76c1e02099.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49755994763/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 23rd while walking at Petikko.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>the children of immigrants</i> by Lenelle Moïse.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-12202112877337939782020-04-08T21:38:00.001+03:002020-04-08T21:38:48.052+03:00I think you may be worldly after all<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49750820907/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49750820907_53378e5c61.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49750820907/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49749955178/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49749955178_3015403521.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49749955178/">View 2</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49750822507/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49750822507_d649de0436.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49750822507/">View 3</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 20th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>The Discoverer’s Man</i> by Paul Batchelor.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-22622186151203394372020-04-07T19:21:00.000+03:002020-04-07T19:21:07.738+03:00Then everyone who wants to talk to you can do so<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587299048/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49587299048_935f2c447a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587299048/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587793871/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49587793871_4686fb2700.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587793871/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 23rd.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>I’m not a religious person but</i> by Chen Chen.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-57147313288386994022020-04-06T17:03:00.001+03:002020-04-06T17:03:19.026+03:00Now go back to work, go to sleep, yes, go to<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587165198/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49587165198_836588915e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587165198/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587660976/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49587660976_5713aee426.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587660976/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 20th at Porkkalanniemi.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Dope</i> by Amiri Baraka.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-16723616127237078942020-04-05T13:03:00.000+03:002020-04-05T13:03:09.853+03:00Wanted to, right out the frame<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49737794736/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49737794736_5ba9c0f137.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49737794736/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49738120422/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49738120422_683dbc3691.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49738120422/">View 2</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49737247338/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49737247338_a62982f218.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49737247338/">View 3</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 18th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Lessons in Darkness</i> by Peter Gizzi.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-64764865452443819832020-04-03T17:50:00.001+03:002020-04-03T17:50:32.529+03:00Around the same mind I have now<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587781531/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49587781531_3890e679e3.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49587781531/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49588026872/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49588026872_7db4ebcea1.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49588026872/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 18th.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Apology</i> by Ruby Robinson.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-35735037175346838832020-04-02T19:39:00.001+03:002020-04-02T19:39:29.947+03:00We trade words like special things<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49574942017/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49574942017_1de3c192cc.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49574942017/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49574204393/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49574204393_f14be3bab0.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49574204393/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 9th in Petikko.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>luam/asa-luam</i> by Aracelis Girmay.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-33309455243099065082020-03-31T17:56:00.000+03:002020-03-31T17:56:19.355+03:00One surely must open the door of the problem<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711409463/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49711409463_a9505e7953.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711409463/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711406873/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49711406873_5e790ba374.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711406873/">View 2</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711941866/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49711941866_19f5750768.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711941866/">View 3</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 8th near lake Myllyjärvi.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>The Problem</i> by Jane Hirshfield.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-37566372885666972872020-03-29T15:38:00.000+03:002020-03-29T15:38:07.397+03:00That lingering in that lane might make me conjure<div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711384178/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49711384178_a35726d878.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711384178/">View 1</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711383673/"><img src="https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49711383673_57dff15dcf.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000; padding: 0px;" alt="" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jiihaa/49711383673/">View 2</a></span></div><p>The photographs were taken on February 2nd.<br />
<p>(Posting title is from the poem <i>Art</i> by Sydney Lea.)<br />
</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><br />Posted by Juha Haataja at http://lightscrape.blogspot.com/</div>Juha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.com0