tiny atlas

Yesterday I discovered, by pure coincidence and sheer luck, a beautiful quarterly online publication. With intense photographs, delicate words and a transcending power. I welcome you to bask in the beauty of Tiny Atlas Quarterly.

Below are some of the many heart-opening images and some of the words you will find there. Let's explore.

You are the bread and the knife,
The crystal goblet and the wine
You are the dew on the morning grass,
And the burning wheel of the sun.
You are the white apron of the baker
And the marsh birds suddenly in flight.
— Billy Collins
It might interest you to know,
Speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
That I am the sound of rain on the roof.
— Billy Collins