3 A.M.

I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
— T.S. Eliot, East Coker, from The Four Quartets
IOWA, 2010 by Philip Sweeck

IOWA, 2010 by Philip Sweeck