Forough Farrokhzad’s iconic, widely quoted poem (Rebirth, 1962) . . The Bird May Die I feel sad, I feel blue. I go outside and rub my cold fingers- on the sleek shell of the silent night. I see that all lights of contact are dark, All routes to relate us- are blocked. Nobody will introduce me to the sun, Nobody will take me- to the gathering of doves. Keep the flight in mind! The bird may die. . . (my translation, September 2006, Montreal) . by: Persian Poetry in English
Photo by Anton k. | floating in the black lake | surrender | let it wash all over you | reflection of clouds in water | great composition | ripple effect | dark | moody | depression | black & white photography | let go | solitude
Love is in the Air Dancing in the moonlight the lovers are transported to a world of their own. The moon becomes a glittering mirror-ball scattering rainbow stars to light up their cloudy ballroom. When love is in the air all things are possible!
The Royal Clipper, “There's no thrill in easy sailing when the skies are clear and blue, there's no joy in merely doing things which any one can do. But there is some satisfaction that is mighty sweet to take, when you reach a destination that you never thought you'd make” - unknown