another brick in the wall

“Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.”  ― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
“Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.”
― William Goldman, The Princess Bride

Here’s a wall down a side street in New Orleans. I’d been enjoying the beautiful flowers everywhere, how lovely and festive everything was, and then I encountered this empty wall.

But it’s not empty. It has a little mold growing on it, and then there’s that light. I don’t think it works. But maybe it does.

There’s something about a wall. It can keep things out, or keep things in. Robert Frost says it makes good neighbors, or something like that. Maybe it was fences he was talking about. It’s all the same.

I’ve been known to put up walls, and keep them up. The secret is they’re scalable. Or if you really try, you’ll find the secret passage and walk through.

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20 thoughts on “another brick in the wall

  1. Lovely post, Maria. I’ve been thinking about walls too, and the words “inclusive” and “exclusive”. Seems there is a lot to write about when it comes to walls…

  2. How interesting a discovery. It’s nice the way you match pictures with words, or the other way around. What mysteries lay beyond the bricks? What secrets did that lantern, bring to light?

  3. I loved how the rich textures and colors altered in and on that wall matched the social angle you gave on wall – scalable- secret entry, etc. – very sweet 🙂

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