Have a Happy 2017

A beautiful wintry postcard from my Moscow.

A few images of Prague found their way into the slideshow. This mix up came as an unexpected and thoughtful gift — I lived in Prague for eight years and made many happy memories there.

Here’s to making great memories in 2017!

“tween the land and the skies”

birds-on-the-wire

Copyright 2016 Sasha A. Palmer

‘twas a million places
a million cries
and a million winters
ago
in some ex-ballerina’s
apartment with eyes
in a city bewildered
by snow

‘twas the time that was perched
tween the land and the skies
in a basket of wonder
and willow
tween the yesterday’s hurts
and tomorrow’s goodbyes
rose petals of dawn
on the pillow

‘twas the world that was simple
it spelled you and I
in the hand of a happy
beginner
we would dance on the ceiling
(I don’t recall why)
and upset so the ex-
ballerina

when we left in a hurry
forgetting to pack
our mem’ries
she roused her ire
she arranged our wings
in a neat sky-high stack
pirouetted
and set them on fire

 

©2013 Sasha A. Palmer (aka The Happy Amateur)

Written back in February 2013 in response to Poetics: Leonard Cohen and Place.

 

 

Unorthodox Angles

 

“…he (Rodchenko) rejected the complacency of what he termed the “belly-button perspective” of traditional images, be they paintings or photographs. Around 1925, influenced by the Bauhaus photographer Moholy-Nagy, Rodchenko began shooting photographs from odd and unorthodox angles in order to disrupt the viewer’s expectations and force a new perception of reality.”

— from Jamey Gambrell’s essay on the early twentieth-century Russain avant-garde photographers and film-makers

A good read, great pictures.

 

“When in the night I lay awake…”

 Starlight, real snowflake macro photo on dark woolen fabric - Alexey Kljatov
When in the night I lay awake
The moon became a silver lake
Across it swam a single swan
That turned into a white snowflake

It grew until the lake was gone
Beneath the crystals, clear as drawn
Then burst into a million stars
That fell until the break of dawn

Like rays of light through prison bars
Like gems adorning crowns of tsars
They fell as I succumbed to sleep
Like healing drops upon fresh scars



Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)


image credit: Starlight, snowflake photo by Alexey Kljatov