Showing posts with label Coleridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coleridge. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Beautiful Icicle


" . . . the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet Moon."

--Coleridge
from "Frost at Midnight"

I'm very proud of this photo, which I took last night. It captured both the icicle, bright with the reflection of my flash, and the icicle's evil twin there on the snow. As a writer I tend to see symbolism in a photo like this, but I'll let you find your own. :)