Photographic and poetic meanderings along the countryside or while flying an airplane.
Except as noted, all images copyrighted by and should be attributed to E B Hawley.
I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Scottish Rite Masonic Center
The impressive building of the Scottish Rite Masonic Center in Guthrie, Oklahoma.
Above the columns one reads: "To the Glory of the Grand Architect of the Universe."
Commenced in 1921, finished in 1928.
Atrium with different columns, Corinthian, see on either side of Joan, Greek, and Doric at the stairs.
Above one of the doors into the auditorium, the Freemasons installed an alabaster stone from the same quarry where King Solomon found the stones for his own temple.
Phoenician Room.
Phil walks down one many impressive hallways.
Egyptian Room.
Crystal Room.
Joan at the piano.
The interior designer, Kathy Davis, attempted to represent in each room, each period in the recorded history of humankind. Details are prolific in every room.
A player for 78 RPM records.
The Library. with Mark Twain original editions, autographed by Samuel Clemens, stored behind glass.
The Scottish Rite Masonic Center maintains a website with a virtual tour of some of its rooms.
Visit here: Guthrie Scottish Rite
Friday, May 15, 2015
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Lake Wichita Spillway
Has it been about ten years since I have seen water flowing over the spillway? Almost bone-dry until last year, Lake Wichita's water level this week gushes over its spillway.
Aerial images from John's helicopter as we flew to each reservoir after the heavy rains.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Friday, May 1, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Memorial Courtyard, Fredericksburg
Walkway at the Memorial Courtyard, National Museum of the Pacific War.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
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JMHawley Gave Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On
Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.
Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.