We posted this image and invited you to submit words to go with it. We are more than pleased with the response – from new faces and aamora members and old friends. We haven’t chosen a “winner” – if we get enough comments below about which one(s) you like best, maybe there’ll be prizes!
1. Iliena Bosu New Delhi, India [email protected]
Some More Contemplation
So many things I already know,
So many things I am yet to learn about.
So many memories I shall always cherish,
Some sad ones too will hold out.
So much that needs to be forgotten.
I am still to forgiven by so many.
Move on one more time,
Without fearing any.
To love again and yet again,
I want to be born yet again & more.
Each time, my love dies a woeful death,
I want to be there to mourn.
So many tunes I left half hummed to learn some song anew,
So many feelings I let go by just to hold on to few.
I have but one life now,
There is so much more that needs to be done.
Touch every heart, to begin with, bring hope to others, for one.
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2. F3lixP Coimbra, Portugal [email protected]
As I walk along this street
I realize how this world
Became a positive chaos,
Everyday it’s a new challenge,
A new experience.
Being who I am,
A wavering dynamic creature,
Every step that I take,
It’s a piece of art.
This is my perspective,
This is my reality
Within a dreamy living.
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3. Evelyn Nave [email protected]
Dagmar,
Her overnight bag held tightly
In her outraged fist,
Walked out of his life as
Swiftly
As he’d walked into hers.
Married. Of course he was.
The married ones
All make the best boyfriends.
Not for the first time,
Nor the last,
She considered switching teams.
She might have better lucks with girls.
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4. Llorenç Rosanes
She was limping because the world was limping under her feet and she was trying to balance it with every step.
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5. Jim Ford
I have
Rushed
Through life,
Only stopping
Now and again
To wonder.
When will it
All be complete?
One day midstride
It became so clear,
When you walk off your feet.
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6. Leanna Lomanski
The fall of a step, heavy with despair
The catch of breath, in thick morning air
The beat of a heart too weighty to bear
The death of love.
All is forgotten; Nothing is forgotten
All is forgiven; Nothing is forgiven
Hurry hurry now, no turning back
No opportunity taken for reconciliation.
View more work on her website
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7. John Linton
The Bench
The Kid sat there every day since he’d quit Goldman Sachs, thinking about what had happened. He’d followed the United States Senate Permanent Subcommittee on Investigations, Committee on Homeland Security and Government Affairs run by Carl Levin and Tom Coburn and read their 650 page report, Wall Street and the Financial Crisis: Anatomy of a Collapse. Now he was sitting on the bench reading the Rolling Stone article The People vs Goldman Sachs with a smile on his face as people walked by in a blur. Mike Taibbi could rant all he wanted about the criminal behavior of upper management at Goldman Sachs…The Kid doubted anything would come of it.
The article closed with: “This isn’t just a matter of a few seedy guys stealing a few bucks. This is America: Corporate stealing is practically the national pastime, and Goldman Sachs is far from the only company to get away with doing it. But the prominence of this bank and the high-profile nature of this confrontation with a powerful Senate committee makes this a political story as well. If the Justice Department fails to give the American people a chance to judge this case-if Goldman Sachs skates without so much as a trial-it will confirm once and for all the embarrassing truth: that the law in America is subjective, and crime is defined not by what you did, but by who you are.”
The Kid got to thinking…Maybe it was time to take that nest egg he’d taken from the Old Man, nurtured at Goldman Sachs, and use it for law school. With what he knew about the workings of Wall Street he was sure he wouldn’t have trouble finding a job working for the New York State Attorney General and he was sure that Wall Street would still be up to its old tricks.
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8. Peter Voigt
ESC
It was never you
Who made the choice
To turn away
And just be free.
It was the daemon escapist
Who always gets to run the show
When the people pleaser has had Enough!
Suppressing who you really are Into the numbing light
Into the soothing rhythm of the night.
The daemon claims his prize
And all is bliss for just a little while
No one will ever really know the you who struggle with the two unless you choose to end the fight by pleasing only you.
I wish you well and hope that somewhere along the way you’ll have the strength to be the person that you really are and thus be truly free
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9. Aaron Schwartz
Lament
It’s not a stage:
No sanctity.
We’re not players:
No skill.
We’re not strutting:
Out our time:
No time
No time.
Iambic trophes can never show us how
The world comes in and takes us all away.
Pentameter our fingers not our soul
Do not pretend that words describe the way.
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Founder of aamora.com, Aaron Schwartz, is a photographer, actor, lawyer, writer, and flaneur based in Toronto. You can view more of Aaron’s work at his website, on JPG Magazine, or on aamora.
Aamora member Peter Voigt stole the show in our first doodle contest. Peter’s a photographer from Copenhagen, Denmark. View his website, JPG Magazine, circle him on Google + or his aamora.com contributions.
John Linton is aamora.com’s floundering member living in Rhode Island and Providence Plantations, the state with the biggest name and smallest size. View more of John’s work on his Flickr stream, JPG Magazine or aamora.com.