Stills from Good mourning, written and directed by Sol Yun
Shot on MAVO LF Cinema camera, Leica R vintage lenses
There‘s something in its placid shade
That tells of calm, unworldly thought;
Hope may be crown’d, or joy delay’d—
No dimness steals, no ray is caught.
Its pensive language seems to say,
“I know that I must close and die.”
And death itself, come when it may,
Can hardly change the quiet eye.
Images by Adalina Aladro @SomthingLikethis
That tells of calm, unworldly thought;
Hope may be crown’d, or joy delay’d—
No dimness steals, no ray is caught.
Its pensive language seems to say,
“I know that I must close and die.”
And death itself, come when it may,
Can hardly change the quiet eye.
Images by Adalina Aladro @SomthingLikethis
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There ‘s meaning in its steady glance,
Of gentle blame or praising love,
That makes me tremble to advance
A word, that meaning might reprove.
The haughty threat, the fiery look,
My spirit proudly can defy,
But never yet could meet and brook
The upbraiding of a quiet eye.
Images by Adalina Aladro, @SomethingLikeThis
Of gentle blame or praising love,
That makes me tremble to advance
A word, that meaning might reprove.
The haughty threat, the fiery look,
My spirit proudly can defy,
But never yet could meet and brook
The upbraiding of a quiet eye.
Images by Adalina Aladro, @SomethingLikeThis
Images by Adalina Aladro, @SomethingLikeThis
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