Glen Etive

Glen Etive, originally uploaded by jamesburden.

My sister writes poems. She has ways of crafting words which leave me breathless sometimes. I’ve been thinking for a long time about doing a series of resonances between her words with my images. This is my first attempt.

This wind is a magical magnet
As my arms embrace its strength
And my lungs inhale its wild breath
It gathers my fragmented self
And shelters it under the wings of my soul.

[ (c) Esther Freeman ]