This is part of a daily writing project in conjunction with photographer Sarah Tesar. For every day of May 2017 I will be writing a short piece inspired by Sarah’s daily photos as posted on her Instagram feed.
Photo © 2017 Sarah Tesar
The wind blows hard. But the stalk remains – it will not be thrown.
Instead it bends flexible, arching with the gale force and seeming to be shaped by it. The plant’s long needles stab far outward, as if exploding along the wind’s line of movement. Thin and bright and striking. Almost translucent when close together, just as much an illusion as how the spikes seem to fade away toward their tips.
A vision of static energy. Direction, yet staying in one place.
Movement without movement.
© 2017 Andrew Hall Writes