Anne Emerson-Photographer,
Wordsmith, and Twin
Pics and Poems
This page contains poems and photos that appear in Annie's "Pics and Poems" photo books. We could call them ekphrastic poems, except that not everyone knows what that means. Annie's publications are expected to be available soon for purchase on our sister site, Outpox.com, which is still in early production.
Annie's Photo Products and Portraits -
We are transferring Products and Portraits to our sister site, Outpox.com
In the meantime, if you live in or near Williamsburg, Virginia, Annie can custom-make photo products for you - cards made, using Annie's photos that you choose, for example.
Portland, Oregon
(First published in NoVA Bards 2018)
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City of Roses, how have you been
while I slept far away, forgetting
the touch of my homeland?
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Misty rains adrift
on ocean-sweeping westerlies
descend to form your character -
restore for me an echo of my youth
in cool clean air and rain-rich greenery;
in long June days - dew-daisies underfoot -
and roses all summer.
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No, I say - no to earthquakes; to volcanoes -
you're no healing home for me, nor haven for my child.
Instead, a subterfuge
or shifting floor beneath a seasoned heart
whose bargains ever slide apart.
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What solace now, those long-missed English daisies
that I delighted to discover
at my feet again
in your green gardens?
Nevermore beguile me - hopeless hope
expecting
childhood's tea and cakes.
Anne Emerson, summer 2017;
Revised 2020, 2023
Calendars - Annie's monthly photos are on the Galleries page this year, 2025. Hard copy calendars may resume next year (for 2026).
See Galleries Page, Monthly Photos, for 2025 Calendar. Photo below is Sunrise over James River, from Colonial Parkway
Light Comes In
(One Version Published in Poets Domain 2018)
Ocean Sunrise
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Rosy horizon
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heralds earth’s primeval light -
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sleeping waves catch fire.
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Walk on the Beach
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Crisply cold - bright sun
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on wave, gull; with scattered tracks -
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worlds unknown, at home.
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Bay Sunset
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Cobalt, peach, light airs
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float to sleep on wintry waves -
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three hikers linger.
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Anne Emerson, May 2019;
revised 2020, 2023; Outer Banks Vacation
Home Again
(Published in NoVA Bards, 2015)
Nominated for Pushcart Prize
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With clear, dry air and dusky grass behind,
and mountain vistas in our senses yet,
we catch an airport taxi home to find
the work of life returns: vacation’s debt.
It settles down like dew, that humdrum mood—
mow lawn, make beds, get larder shelves restocked;
for no-one’s sharing home-made beer and food,
or places new adventures have unlocked.
They feel so close: a campus, floral walk;
Dushanbe tea, unruffled Echo Lake;
and friendships from our youth engaged with talk.
Another parting brings its belly-ache.
These scenes will soon be lost like wave-washed prints
whose contours smooth beneath the rippling tide.
Alone, my words and images give hints—
creations whose first urgency has died.
Anne Emerson, February 2014
Greenish
Dogwood Motion Pan
Governor's Palace
Note Cards and Other Photo Gifts
(Examples above)
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Local hand delivery only – shipping to purchasers is not possible owing to small staff and custom service
Note cards – 6 cards + envelopes, $10 per pack
Calendars $TBD
Please inquire for other types of photo gifts and Annie's books
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Annie has made custom holiday cards, note cards, and other photo gifts for family and friends; copies may be ordered locally.
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This is not a business – there is no profit; cost of photo gifts does not include cost of photographic equipment, cost of travel to photo sites (sometimes thousands of miles away), nor the many hours Annie spends at the computer. She likes to share and asks only that the costs of printing, shipping from suppliers, handling, and incidentals be covered.
Please click the link above to be taken to Pics and Poems page
Lavender and Lime
We take our picnics onto cliffs of chalk
in wartime, though no bluebirds flutter there
as shadows fall on sterling spoon and fork
and alpenglow consumes once-storied fare.
Return to us, oh sweetly fading calls
of lavender and lime from younger days –
your sunset-world that built these ivied walls
attracts no more, in half-distorted ways.
It's caught within an other-making loom –
in fabric folding on itself through time
to strangers breathing lavender perfume –
and sipping liquor, laced with Rose’s lime.
To weave again, beyond old myths and dreams,
a shadow has to breathe, and break its seams.
Anne Emerson
August 2022, revised July 2023
