Sunday, July 1, 2007

July 1, 2007 HDR Thriller (door)

Little Red Door. Originally uploaded by Кafka. Click on pic, see it in Flickr.

This door popped up in the search, and it seems to loom in the distance, yet it is also strangely welcoming. It helps to remind me that a door is an entrance as much as an exit. A MUST SEE IN LARGE which really hits you with the unique perspective of this shot. Try as I might, I find I cannot take my eye off the door.

The Lockless Door
It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
Back over the sill
I bade a "Come in"
To whoever the knock
At the door may have been.
So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.
-Robert Frost


paisley said...

omg hd... i posted about a door today too.... not a beautiful red door... but a door none the less....

Kim said...

hi HD
both the poem and the photo fit so well together....yet the door is an anomaly within both....