Contemplation

Layout I created in the spirit of Maggie Taylor. It came so easily and it is so very me and persons who know me well will agree. Credits: Holliewood Studios Beasts of Burden, Mr Whiskers Steampunk, Hidden Vintage Studios Red Headed Stepchildren, Christina Renee Glass Negatives
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Sunday, August 20, 2017

Take a Word Challenge - Blackbird


Haven't been around because my pc crashed and my lap top screen broke, so online is doable with some fancy rigging but definitely a challenge. Saving for a new computer...and hoping that it will come soon!




Blackbirds remind me of ravens and ravens remind me of Poe and Poe reminds me of Annabel Lee, one of my favorite poems:


Annabel Lee

BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

It was many and many a year ago,
   In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
   By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
   Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
   In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
   I and my Annabel Lee—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
   Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
   In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
   My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
   And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
   In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
   Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
   In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
   Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
   Of those who were older than we—
   Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
   Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
   Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
   In her sepulchre there by the sea—

   In her tomb by the sounding sea.



As always, thanks for stopping by...

peace,
pam






8 comments:

peggy gatto said...

Oh my very very stunning!!

Sim said...

You chose a powerful poem and your collage is really more strong than strong indeed!
I love it a lot, the mysterious atmosphere, the delicate colours, the plastic effects and the symbolism of this all.
It's good to see your art again dear Pam.

Meggymay said...

A strong poem to go with this fabulous page.

CERULEAN said...

Strong and convincing image! Fits very well with this wonderful poem.

indybev said...

I don't know what sort of fancy "rigging" was necessary, but this is a wonderful piece of art. I hope you get your new PC soon. Poe's poems are some of my favorites.

peggy gatto said...

A favorite poem with a lovely illustration!!

Deann said...

Magnificent, wonderful perspective simply gorgeous and Annabel Lee what more could I ask...bravo

ly heng said...

I liked the arrows for their help in organizing your notes.
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