Sunday, 10 November 2013

The Harvest Sun

Why are the woods so alluring? A forest appears

to a young girl one morning as she combs

the dreams out of   her hair. The trees rustle

and whisper, shimmer and hiss. The forest

opens and closes, a door loose on its hinges,

banging in a strong wind. Everything in the dim

kitchen: the basin, the jug, the skillet, the churn,

snickers scornfully. In this way a maiden

is driven toward the dangers of a forest,

but the forest is our subject, not this young girl.

She’s glad to lie down with trees towering all around.

A certain euphoria sets in. She feels molecular,

bedeviled, senses someone gently pulling her hair,

tingles with kisses she won’t receive for years.

Three felled trees, a sort of chorus, narrate

her thoughts, or rather channel theirs through her,

or rather subject her to their peculiar verbal

restlessness ...    our deepening need for non-being intones

the largest and most decayed tree, mid-sentence.

I’m not one of you squeaks the shattered sapling,

blackened by lightning. Their words become metallic

spangles shivering the air. Will I forget the way home?

the third blurts. Why do I feel like I’m hiding in a giant’s nostril?

the oldest prone pine wants to know. Are we being   freed
from matter? the sapling asks. Insects are well-intentioned,

offers the third tree, by way of consolation. Will it grow
impossible to think a thought through to its end? gasps the sapling,

adding in a panicky voice, I’m becoming spongy! The girl

feels her hands attach to some distant body. She rises

to leave, relieved these trees are not talking about her.
Bon Courage by Amy Gerstler, via 1
The Outfit:
Hobbs Red Coat: passed down from Granny Penny
Breton Dress, underneath: charity shop
Black lace tights: from the High Street
Hunter wellies: from Ebay
The Soundtrack:
Beth Gibbons & Rustin' Man: Autumn Leaves
 Photos taken using the self timer on my little camera.
Just a quick post today as I'm very behind on everything blog related, but glad to be back.
More soon.
 I am delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by Patti from Not Dead Yet Style, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.


  1. Lovely photographs. Lovely coat xx

  2. Gorgeous light and colours in these photos, and what a beauty of a coat. It's good to see you! xxxx

  3. Love Granny Penny. A beautiful coat dear Kiki!

  4. Sooooooooooooo good to see you harvesting autumn sun at dusk.
    I love you in red.
    You have the prettiest smile ever.

  5. Love the light, and your red frock is a splendid contrast! XXX

  6. The coat and the waning sun are both just gorgeous on you! So lovely tromping through the woods.

  7. The red coat is so intrinsically 1980s, a fabulous touch of glam in the rural surroundings! Hope life's treating you well! x

  8. Love the photos, especially the one with the sun behind you, so beautiful. You too look beautiful in your granny's amazing red coat

  9. The red coat, you and the sun make a beautiful combination.

  10. Hello Emalina!

    How are you doing? That coat from Granny Kiki is stunning!


  11. Looking like a vibrant autumn berry in that coat. Here's to scuffing through copper leaves.

  12. It is always good to have a break and disconnect.
    Are you ok?
    Love always, my dear Emalina

  13. Beautiful ambiance. Thank you Granny Penny for the coat, such a jewel in the forest. I love the part about combing dreams from her hair.

  14. Again, no one dresses for the wilderness like you do! Delightful girl!


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