As well as being a place to indulge my love of Hipstamatic and iPhone photos, this is a blog of images and words. Of little vignettes and quiet corners from a place in my head, a place I call The Moth House. Of significant, and also small, happenings there, the wanderings and musings and sad reveries of it's occupants, The Parted Lovers.

Friday


She cannot think about it,
his face when he came upon them together.
The brutal anguish like a keen blade under her skin.

4 comments:

Martin H. said...

Why can I not stop thinking, 'Ryan's Daughter'?

Ciara said...

Martin, would you believe I have never seen it? And I actually have my Dad's copy of it here in the house, which he lent a friend of mine. It was assumed I had seen it! I didn't want to say otherwise...

I'll definitely watch it now before I give it back!

Susan said...

What a visually and verbally compelling blog you have! So glad to have stumbled across it.

Library Mermaid said...

you've been awarded the Versatile Blogger award - link to my blog to receive.