my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



5/5/12

rain started and i turned down the music,
turned it off. 

yesterday i saw old man on the subway, he was
wearing a grey suit and all chest were covered with
war medals, moving slowly, carrying so many things
inside and these medals. 9th of may is coming and
every year less people who took a part in world war two
are on the streets. can not hold tears and want to hug them
but the only thing i do just look and say with no sound - thank you.



-

birches at the lake house, webs between the sun and
twigs, berry bushes - low and tall white spot on eyes
and warmth instead of sight







remember how soft mossy ground is for a year
and then forget and feel it again,





let me ask you about something 


forgiveness


9 comments:

  1. just beautiful photos..i love.

    thank you for your message.
    i've just returned from short trip to nagano,
    where i enjoyed early spring of mountains areas with
    baby leaves just come out and
    a lot of cherry blossoms again!

    it's sad if people are getting
    forgotten about the war.
    here also in japan.
    i've just read a book 'the level land'
    story about a family in holland
    at the period of world war II.
    it's a book for children, but enough
    to know how they live the life.
    so it's a little familiar to me these days.

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  2. olga, i am so glad that i found your blog, i don't know, maybe you found me, but thats not important! x julia

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  3. forgiveness we cannot live without.

    first two photos are such a fairytale.

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  4. light washing from above
    sifted through the leaves -
    a white room in the forest?

    i trained as a historian
    just to glimpse what
    these men's eyes have seen
    and learn

    as for forgiveness:
    i never knew how else.

    x

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  5. forgiveness, that´s what it´s all about.

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  6. seing you standing with your socks on the moss is making me smile :)

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  7. Yeah, that last picture is priceless. Isn't that just the best feeling ever? :)

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olga.




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