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old farmhouse-
the pitch of the
patterned linoleum
the last family
long gone
with the wind
last stand by tom clausen
12 Thursday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Monthly Archives: March 2015
open door by tom clausen
12 Thursday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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taking me back…
water laps gently
at the shore
no vacancy
yet the door open
to anyone
catharsis by tom clausen
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
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potluck luncheon-
a yellow jacket cleans
its antennae
seeing this
I realize the comfort
of everything
the wheel by tom clausen
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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fairs, ferris wheel, Ithaca, photography, poetry, reflection, sky, summer
straight out
of a dream
another day
turning thoughts
through childhood
right into now
cayuga by tom clausen
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
blue sky by tom clausen
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
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Hoy Road, Ithaca, photography, poetry, Rhodes Hall, Theory Center
a few floors down
in another building
someone else looks out
blue sky
in the office windows
of the Theory Center
taughannock falls by tom clausen
10 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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ice, Ithaca, nature, photography, poetry, Taughannock Falls, Taughannock Park, water falls, winter
our turn
to stand here
falls overlook
Taughannock Falls
215 feet the water falls
in summer time
willows by tom clausen
10 Tuesday Mar 2015
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Ithaca, photography, poetry, snow, spring, Stewart Park, willows, winter
winter sky-
an empty nest
left behind
four willows
standing through
another winter
ithaca falls by tom clausen
10 Tuesday Mar 2015
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ice, Ithaca, Ithaca Falls, light, nature, photography, poetry, water falls, winter
the way
the falls flows
into being frozen
Ithaca Falls
in the last days
before the big thaw…
skipping stones by tom clausen
10 Tuesday Mar 2015
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art, photography, poetry, sculpture, skipping stones, snow, spring, Taughannock Park, winter
so many things
I need to do
alone
skipping stones
gathered into a circle
next to Cayuga Lake
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