When words become unclear, I shall focus on photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence." -Ansel Adams

 

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YOUR WORDS TRAVEL

 

snow covers the valley,

your hut,

your mended begging bowl.

 

now you are more alone.

what music do you listen to

without the summer birds song ?

 

snow falling on snow,

I would say...

 

your best neighbours,

the clouds,

are angry and brooding tonight.

 

your words

travel through

time

to me...

 

in this late november evening,

i wonder about

the forest that surrounds you,

how only those

who are lost

can find you,

how you never want to leave...

 

you are so free - so free

 

tonight

you probably listen to the

sounds of rain falling,

as you read ancient words of wisdom

 

and i

watching

the snow blowing wildly,

read yours,

centuries later,

under the same moon,

longing to be free...

 

------- Author's Notes -------

 

inspired by :

Ryokan

  

TES MOTS VOYAGENT

 

la neige recouvre la vallée

ton abri au fond des bois

ton chapeau de mendiant, rapiécé.

 

te voilà plus seul qu’en de plus belles saisons

quelle musique écoutes-tu, écoute-t-on

quand les oiseaux de l’été ne chantent plus?

 

la neige qui tombe sur la neige

probablement...

 

les nuages,

tes voisins du ciel, peut-être tes amis.

se courroucent et s'amoncellent.

dans la nuit.

 

tes mots.

voyagent et voyagent,

à travers les âges

jusqu’à moi…

 

il fait noir,novembre tire à sa fin.

je songe...

il n’y a que les voyageurs

égarés

dans la forêt qui t’entoure et te ceint

qui peuvent te trouver

tu ne veux pas la quitter. jamais...

 

tu es si libre – si libre

 

ce soir,

probablement tu écoutes

le son de la pluie goutte à goutte

en même temps que sur une page

tes yeux déchiffrent les mots anciens de la sagesse.

 

et moi,

des siècles plus tard,

sous le même halo de lune,

je surveille le blizzard,

le vent qui m’étouffe et m’étreint,

je lis tes mots à toi,

je veux être libre...

 

---Note de l’auteur---

poème inspiré par Ryokan.

 

www.lurvely.com/index.php?show=youlurve&action=handsh...

 

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Your photos are really fantastic! I hope to see more! Bravo!

July 1, 2008
Hugh Wade says:

magic realism transplanted from the words of Marquez to the camera of Whiny Dancer ... is there something in the air of Montreal that makes colours vibrate? Fantasmagorical photographer ... Good on ya ... as we say around these parts!

May 25, 2007
khasan says:

You have eyes for colors. I love them. Love the colors of the buildings in your set of pictures

April 1, 2007
Mimi Kat says:

All I can say is your photos are a treat. I look forward to seeing them, I enjoy each one. You are an artist. Well done!

February 27, 2007
Caribb says:

I look forward to Whiny's photos all the time. She has a unique perspective on the world and especially Montreal. I'm amazed how she shows me parts of the city I've never taken notice of before... places I've been many times over but only through her lens have I seen the hidden focal points I've always missed. Then loo… Read more

I look forward to Whiny's photos all the time. She has a unique perspective on the world and especially Montreal. I'm amazed how she shows me parts of the city I've never taken notice of before... places I've been many times over but only through her lens have I seen the hidden focal points I've always missed. Then look up to the sky... a whole new world.. Are those the same clouds that pass over my home, LOL :) They sure look more magnificant from her perspective. It's been a pleasure to watch all the new pics come online and I look forward to many more from her. Thanks Whiny for showing me a Montreal I've rarely seen and giving us all the joy of sharing in your talent :)

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September 15, 2006

Whiny Dancer is a poet, on the page and with a camera -- ever inquisitive, artful, present. I go to her site not just to see beautiful pictures, but photographs that speak of a rare, joyful awareness of life.

September 10, 2006

I don't know what everybody else is at this party for but I'm here for the skies and the unique view of my city. From the sisal safety carpet of NDG to the Victorians of downtown, Whiny has caught something of the everyday life of Montreal. This is not the cool, cutting edge film noir late night after after the apocaly… Read more

I don't know what everybody else is at this party for but I'm here for the skies and the unique view of my city. From the sisal safety carpet of NDG to the Victorians of downtown, Whiny has caught something of the everyday life of Montreal. This is not the cool, cutting edge film noir late night after after the apocalypse café party aristocrats we like everybody to think we are, but the people who get rope burns when they fall down the stairs. And then there are those skies. I know that sky. I can't wait to see what comes out this summer.

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March 18, 2006