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take my hand and climb with me…

one hundred and eighty one degrees: ‘grace of the one…’

Quill ~ Bison

one hundred and eighty one

In mourning, mother sky. Raining, cries. Her son, lost. Crucified, by cloud. And buried. Sorrow, echoes. Through caverns, empty halls. Of mist. How can love, provoke. Such fear. These violent, hearts. Wounded souls, knowing only. How to, meter harm. Throw stones, and run. Away. Few exercise, empathy. And learn, how to. Forgive.

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Those who’d lead us astray…

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2 comments on “one hundred and eighty one degrees: ‘grace of the one…’

  1. Mark Wills
    March 30, 2013

    Love the effect here; how’d you work it out?

    • circulartree
      April 1, 2013

      Thank you Mike! I’ve been playing with Manual mode: balancing lens, zoom and shutter delay then adding a little movement. So no real control over the end product, creative russian roulette but I enjoy it! Loved your Ross School photograph by the way… Have a great week! Bx

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