Regarding the Crowe river and the narcissism of trees
Wed 12 Jan 2011 07:11:28 AM EST — Comments: 2
They are handsome and they know it. In best narcissistic tradition, trees spend an inordinate amount of time generating their own image in lakes and rivers. Even puddles get enlisted in the service of arboreal vanity: any body of water will do, as a short walk by the Crowe river makes clear. But who's making use of whom here? And who's the greater Narcissus? The Crowe, near Marmora, is a wily river. The blurred reflections it yields display its own surface--textured by winds, encumbered by half-melted ice, full of sky. I was in good company. (See "by the river crowe", a new series in WINTER.)
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Très belle série que celle intitulée Crow River ! Un travail à une toute autre échelle que ce que tu nous a montré chez toi l'autre jour. J'ai particulièrement la 12 avec la neige comme un tapis de sucre. J'aime aussi la poésie de ta News qui l'accompagne; j'ai toujours vu les arbres comme des créatures antropomorphiques. Et de leur prêter des sentiments de narcicisme ou de vanité les fait paraître encore plus humains. Touchant !
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