“There is melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass.” (Charles Kuralt)
“Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream .[…]”
Photography (& styling): Diana Bobar; model: Roxana Lupescu; location: “Botanic” Park in Timisoara, Romania. Click to read the full post and enjoy all my latest photographs from the “Poetic Melancholy” photo shoot.
“[…]I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?[…]”
“[…] Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?”
A Dream Within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
