Faces

From "Faces" by Walt Whitman

SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road--lo! such
faces!
Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality;
The spiritual, prescient face--the always welcome, common, benevolent
face,
The face of the singing of music--the grand faces of natural lawyers
and judges, broad at the back-top;
The faces of hunters and fishers, bulged at the brows--the shaved
blanch'd faces of orthodox citizens;
The pure, extravagant, yearning, questioning artist's face;
The ugly face of some beautiful Soul, the handsome detested or
despised face;
The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face of the mother of
many children;
The face of an amour, the face of veneration;
The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile rock; 10
The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face;
A wild hawk, his wings clipp'd by the clipper;
A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and knife of the
gelder.

Dance Photography

I'm absolutely convinced that I was a dancer in a previous life. It must be true because it's the only thing that makes me feel better about NOT being a dancer in this one. I'm not graceful. At. All. One time I actually fell over while standing completely still. True story.

Have you ever noticed that you can pick a dancer out of a crowd of people? To me they're as obvious as finding an alligator in a room full of mushrooms (yes, I made that up right on the spot). They have excellent posture. Only dancers have excellent posture these days.

So here ya go...beautiful dancers. Sigh.