08 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, direction, directions, found art, lost and found, markers, New York City, photography, poetry, relics, signs, tanka, the way, urban, wabi sabi
the brass arrow
points the way
to something or someplace
that no longer
is there…
Central Park
from another era
an arrow…
08 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
08 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
06 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
design, Flat Iron Building, humor, Manhattan, New York City, passage, perspective, photography, poetry, sight seeing, skyscrapers, tanka, time, walking
once upon a time
the Flat Iron provided
the very best view…
falling behind my family
to take more photos
flat iron building…
step by step to the side
it flattens
06 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in close up details, Ithaca, leaves, nature, poems and photos, squirrels, summer, trees
06 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, design, found art, oceans, patterns, photography, poetry, Rhode Island, ripples, sand, Scarborough Beach State Park, seas, tanka, water
creating a space
in himself
that can’t be filled
– his lengthy ritual
seaside walks
the way
water comes and goes
on the beach
06 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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Ithaca, june, light, meditation, photography, poetry, sky, spring, summer, tanka, transcience, walking
Pushed by the wind
at the far end of the sky
a few clouds…
I can see that what I want
keeps changing too
“I’ve looked at life
from both sides now…
-Judy Collins
05 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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fiery sky, fire, marriage, observing, ocean, photography, relationships, Rhode Island, Roger Wheeler State Beach, sunset, tanka, witness, writing
this heart to heart
only to find
the mire of old territory
that no amount of revisiting
will ever resolve…
it had not looked
like much but suddenly
the fire of the sunset sky
flares…
05 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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docks, fishing, fog, Galilee, haiku, light, nature, photography, poetry, Point Judith, port, rain, Rhode Island, seaside
by the ocean
again filled
with emptiness
the thick fog
at Galilee
near dripping
05 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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Narragansett, nature, ocean, photography, poetry, Rhode Island, sand, Scarborough State Beach, seas, surf, tanka, tide
ambivalence
I believe is what
I’ve come to, sitting here
watching wave after wave
land itself
all across the beach
the stranded still life’s
of the day…
tom clausen 