Photography is Poetry Seen than Felt, and Poetry is Photography Felt than Seen
Photography is Poetry Seen than Felt, and Poetry is Photography Felt than Seen
Newsletter #15
Hello Reader,
Poetry awakes in nature's lush realm. It weaves its tapestry amidst whispering leaves and murmuring brooks. Within this enchanted refuge, time stands still. The spirit finds solace in the poet's pen, a camera. This instrument of visual expression is a vessel. Through which the essence of nature distils into verse.
Within the bosom of the forest, shadows dance with the light. And the fragrance of wildflowers hangs heavy in the air. Poetry finds its muse here. Every rustling leaf, every babbling stream, is of interest. And a symphony of inspiration. It beckons the poet to plumb the imagination and voice the unspoken wonders.
In the soft caress of the wind, the poet hears whispers of the sylvan spirit. Ancient melodies of the earth and timeless rhythms of the seasons hum. Each click of the camera immortalises fleeting beauty. The seducing dance of trees and the silent majesty of a towering oak bewitch.
But poetry in nature is more than mere depiction. The arboreal land reveals, transforms, and transcends. The alchemy of photos transmutes the mundane into the magnificent. And the ordinary into the extraordinary.
In the rustling of leaves, the poet hears echoes of longing. In the babbling brook, the reflection of the soul.
Poetry in nature also reminds us of mortality. Its grandeur and our insignificance in the vastness of the cosmos humble us. The wind reduces our petty concerns and ambitions to dust.
Yet, in this humility is liberation. Freedom from the shackles of ego and desire ensues. Nature is grander than ourselves. In nature is beauty and a truth transcending language. The truth speaks to the core of our self.
Discover the link between nature and poetry in my extensive blog post further. And how a camera gives pictures a poetic touch.
Stay creative,
Ars