songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …

to drop some golden orb of perfect song into our deep, dear silence

When our two souls stand up erect and strong / Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher / Until the lengthening wings break into fire / At either curvèd point,—what bitter wrong / Can the earth do to us, that we should not long / Be here contented? Think. In mounting higher / The angels would press on us and aspire / To drop some golden orb of perfect song / Into our deep, dear silence. (Avishai Cohen, poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

posted: Mai 17, 2017
under: black & white, jazz, pictures
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5 Responses to “to drop some golden orb of perfect song into our deep, dear silence”

  1. Elaine- sagt:

    lovely, my dear friend… of you to drop so many perfect songs, into our silence

  2. babzy sagt:

    beautiful poem , music and image :)

  3. Uwe sagt:

    Einstimmung, der Moment vorm Beginnen, das, was noch nicht zu hören ist, aber im nachfolgenden Spiel immer anwesend bleibt.
    Und für uns gilt:
    Innehalten und Fliegen,
    auch wenn wir stürzen.
    Ein Ausnahme-Bläser in einer Ausnahme-Formation.
    Gruß Uwe

  4. Francis J sagt:

    Avishai listening and thinking, you captured him so well, Florian. How can we resist to the temptation to join this flow? These moments let me happy, bro. And I would like to live more and more!

  5. Jerome sagt:

    I really love these low key portraits, the darkness that looks isolating but somehow connects us with whoever is in the frame. Love these musical portraits Florian

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