Monday, September 26, 2005


Silence: by Henry Fuseli from

dance for me once more
before sunset

pris campbell


Rae Pater said...

Nice one Pris. The poem works into the picture in an understated oblique sort of way, which is always the best way of course.
Your three brief lines evoke a whole story.


Pris said...

Thanks, Rae
I had originally used the poem in loose 'haiga' form directly on another photograph. It never worked for me. I saw this painting and the combination (and separation) felt right.

Rae Pater said...

have you heard the rumours that the Russians caused the storms that have struck America so often lately?
My son was telling me about it so I googled it tonight and came up with some interesting sites.

Some of what they say seems far fetched, but I must say ... the lack of action in the aftermath of Katrina seemed shocking and inexplicable to me in a country that is always first, and best equiped, to respond to disaster elsewhere in the world.

Pris said...

The theory seems far fetched to me, too. Global warming makes more sense.

The lack of response?? Most people here have the same reaction. Why??

I don't have any answers.

tammy said...


The picture left me speechless, and then I read your poem and thought "yes, those are the words meant for this picture." Beautiful.

Pris said...

Thanks, Tammy!

erin said...

That was beautiful... the image and the words are a perfect match. I think of my mom and her fibromyalgia... she has often expressed that exact sentiment... it makes me sad... and exhilarated all at the same time.

erin said...

Just to clarify, the exhiliration comes from the thought of the dance that might ensue... I don't get exhilaration out of the pain and suffering that comes with not being able to do so and the longing to dance... it has been one of those days... just thought I should be really clear.. E

Pris said...

Hi Erin
Yes, it's hard when the body limits...yet there's always the hope!