Sunday, April 15, 2007

Like a Small Vibration in Long Wires...

"They were floating, almost at one with the darkness, reflecting no light. Their footsteps could not be heard. But their breathing could, and perhaps the heart. They mingled with other almost inaudible nocturnal stirrings, like a small vibration in long wires."


Text: Tarjei Vesaas,
The Ice Palace

Image: Hercules Seghers, Mountain Gorge with an Impression of the Rigging of a Ship