The Quarry

Jason // July 19 // 0 Comments

High above Peregrines mew,
fast wingbeats trying to flush me away.

Their screeches echo from the angular rock face
where lives tenuously grip.

A skin of Juniper scratch the limestone cuts,
Silver Birch and Ash hold fast.

Quietly, in the basin below,
a Willow dances.

Her slender limbs pale in the evening afterglow,
slowly perambulate

in my mind, in some alternate reality
not quite here or there.

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About the Author Jason

Jason follows his lifelong vocation as a countryside photographer who tries to catch the spirit of the places he visits. After decades working as a professional editorial photographer he now focuses much of his time on conceptual fine art photography, visual storytelling and in aiding others to follow their creative calling.

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