1/125: "For Those Who Have Eyes to Hear"
From Roy DeCarava’s The Sound I Saw:
…
why the present is a crutch of
empty
bottles drowning a derelict past
in surrealistic
confusions that ride the future on
platinum hair
and plywood boxes with cast iron wheels
imperiously
impersonal and impervious to everything
hot and cold
…
beautiful- grateful for the words and for getting to know these photographs which made me cry long old tears. that’s what the truth does, in all of it’s forms.
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beautiful- grateful...made me cry long old tears. that’s
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