My brother, poet Michael Fallon, mentioned the poem, The Violet End, that he had written prior to seeing my photograph, Maine Evening Light, on view at Strathmore Mansion in Rockville, MD. Coincidentally, the poem describes the image quite well.
See more on his website: michaelfallonpoetandessayist.com
The Violet End
By Michael Fallon
The sky comes slowly down.
The color of the air—
A blue-violet—deepens.
The yellow windows shine
Through the black branches.
All along the sidewalks,
Beneath the streetlamps
The purples are transparent still,
As waves are beneath the sea,
Clear as the light that
Slides down the rainbow,
Spectrum of the visible, until
The violet ends.
Night comes.
Maine Evening Light at Ocean Point, Maine