Sunday, March 22, 2015

Lift a Line from Literature

Boston at Dusk (M.A. Reilly, 2015)

I recently decided to participate in the Digital Maker Playground. This weeks assignment is to Lift a Line from Literature. As I have been playing with images I made while I was in Boston a few weeks ago, I decided to see what I could do with the image above and the poem, Boston, by Aaron Smith. After a lot of fooling around, I left the original image and added the text.

I include the full poem below.


Aaron Smith
I’ve been meaning to tell
you how the sky is pink
here sometimes like the roof
of a mouth that’s about to chomp
down on the crooked steel teeth
of the city,

I remember the desperate 
things we did
                and that I stumble
down sidewalks listening
to the buzz of street lamps
at dusk and the crush
of leaves on the pavement,

Without you here I’m viciously lonely

and I can’t remember 
the last time I felt holy,
the last time I offered
myself as sanctuary


  1. Nary Ann, this pairing works well.

    1. Thanks Carol. It was an image and poem I liked.

  2. Beautiful picture - just amazing, beautifully paired with the lines from the poem. Adds a great perspective on this tough winter in Boston (my brother lives there and I've heard). Loved this! You have a gift.

    1. Thanks so much Maureen. It was mighty cold in Boston and the snow was unbelievable. Appreciate you taking time to comment.

  3. The angle of this photo is interesting to me. I'm thinking you had to be high up in a building to take it, yet obviously close to the other buildings. It's interesting the way the light shines on the scene - barely there, with shadows. Perhaps the way the author of Boston feels? The photo and the words work well together. I'm so glad you've joined the playground, Mary Ann. When I think of digital makers, you are one of the first people that comes to mind. I know we'll learn a lot from you.


    1. I was on the 27th floor of a hotel and each day I could see the sun rise and the late day dusk. The light caught my eye the afternoon I made the image. There's something just a little bit melancholy about Boston, yes?