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Scarecrow
summer is green too
Round with Red / Devinette * Riddle
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Overwavin'ombrellifères
SSGG — Sexy Straw Gigantic Giant
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forest dream
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dark basement - 3
In the afternoon sun
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Gold
Birkengold
tiefengespannt
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Nuts and Flowers
Floral
Curve
Lost in the mist
WPPD 2019
Lobby
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#22 A body of water
Bamboo grove
#24 A clock tower
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#44 A fence
"The Goddess"
amanita muscaria
California Laurel
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Pruned twigs
A Stand of Bamboo
Fence with Pine Needles
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Burials
Junkyard
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no time to see, when woods we pass....
TSC: a little poem by a welsh poet W.H Davies
It's short, but has plenty of imagery you can pick out to make an image that fits the poem.
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I started with pictures of people in a hurry in buses, trams and subways, but when I took a long walk in a forest with blooming trees yesterday I changed my mind....
It's short, but has plenty of imagery you can pick out to make an image that fits the poem.
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I started with pictures of people in a hurry in buses, trams and subways, but when I took a long walk in a forest with blooming trees yesterday I changed my mind....
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And illustrates the poem perfectly!
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