The Moon in the Light of the Sun’s Rising

[Sharon Hudson]

"Waiting like a friendless friend, Who takes your hand and smiles grimly, As the sun begins to set.." It could be night falling, or death coming. It has such a sharp edge. Very powerful, Jonathan! The photos are incredible!

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, Sharon!

[Mary Pierce]

"As the sun begins to set

As if pierced by bayonet,"

Oooh!!

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, Mary

[Patris]

So damn beautiful

[Jonathan Potter]

Thanks so much, Patris

[Kim Nelson]

You capture such beauty, Jonathan, in both image and word.

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, Kim

[Deborah Brasket]

Beautiful. The sonnet is such a lovely form to work with.

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, Deborah. I agree

[rena]

Yes

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you

[Stanley Wotring]

A rollicking death march.

[Jonathan Potter]

Fantastic comment, thanks Stan

[Martin Mc Carthy]

It's a pleasure to read something as good as this. This is a wonderful sonnet.

[Jonathan Potter]

Thanks so much, Martin

[Monica P.]

So very beautiful. Your words and photographs are wonderful on their own, but together with your voice take it to another dimension.

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you for listening, Monica

[Margaret Ann Silver]

My favorite lines:

"And death itself the absent catcher

Beyond horizons in the end

Waiting like a friendless friend"

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, Margaret Ann

[jennae]

beautiful!

[Jonathan Potter]

Thank you, jennae

[Cynthia]

🔥🔥🔥

[Jonathan Potter]

🙏 🙏 🙏