My friend and collaborator Bernard Thornton has written the following poem in response to one of my recent Hanmer Springs images… Here it is:
Her bangles, thrown down
You have reduced the landscape
to dark blue and ebony,
where purple whispers as she
scatters her golden bangles on me.
Making this shot all about her and
the difference she wrought in me.
New peaks of possibility,
fresh-pointed, the way blue
looks when it’s just cleared
black by the skin of its teeth,
and lovely, carries still
remnants of its sorrow.