Words by Khaetidawne and Brendan Quirk. The photo was taken in June of 2019. This print was made in January, 2021 on 8” x 10” paper.
See the first post below for the text for this image.
I decide we can skip the top of the falls - “Not much more to see, down we’ll go,
I’ll carry your harp for a while if you like, as we descend to the platform below.”
It’s time to get closer - more personal - she and I - with the rushing water we hear,
To enfold our spirit with the magnificence of the tumultuous curtain so near.
“Is that someone else coming down the stairs there from behind?”
I’m surprised; hikers in long dresses rarely make this climb.
“Quick, lets reach the platform from which to view
so that our gaze is unencumbered and true!”
“Hold to the wall”, I whisper, we smile as the hiker does pass,
As we congratulate ourselves for achieving our task.