Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve’s one star, Sat gray-hair’d Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer’s day Robs not one light seed from the feather’d grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
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Comments (6)
Chipka
VERY NICE shot...I love the scaffolding in the background and the foregrounded bust, rendered somewhat obsolete by what happens behind him. I love the sense of color and the contrast between the expression cast in copper and the relentless repair work behind. Great image.
THROBBE
Nice work!
NefariousDrO
Fascinating mix of textures, and the wonderful old-vs-new (that ironically was a key part of his political career) subtext is fantastic.
auntietk
I particularly like the statue in front, pointing at something I feel he needs to see. Unfortunately, he's ignoring her (at his peril?) ... and it's all played out against the scaffolding as backdrop ... wonderful stuff!
RobyHermida
NICE........
ledwolorz
Fantastic work.