05 Monday Sep 2016
Posted in americana, close up details, landscapes, poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
23 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
haiku, hotels, Manhattan, mid town, New York City, photography, poetry, street scenes, streets, urban, urban jungle, windows
a few floors down
in another building
someone else looks out
hotel window-
a still life below
ever changing…
drought-
ants disappearing
into cracked earth
08 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
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…
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
04 Thursday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
hard times, homeless, Manhattan, New York City, photography, poetry, sad, sidewalks, sleeping, street life, strength, struggle, survival, tanka, together, writing
the strength
to find a way
each day…
the long night’s
between days
mid town Manhattan-
so many places become home
on the street
03 Friday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
ferry, friends, New York City, past, photography, poetry, Staten Island, tanka
I check out both ends
of the Staten Island ferry
and join the majority…
those who look ahead
to where we are going
Staten Island ferry…
the ride over and back
just for the ride…
04 Wednesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Hubble site:
impatiently waiting
for a galaxy to load
one center,
among many,
of the universe…
02 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
without any wine,
pausing at that point
in the poem
where I’d reach out
for another sip
look out
from Brooklyn Heights
as day ebbs
tom clausen 