02 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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Finger Lakes, life, mime, New York, performance art, photography, poetry, still life, summer, Trumansburg
between bites
from the apple
his stare….
holding
one pose after another
the mime
01 Wednesday Apr 2015
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art, beauty, design, details, dreams, Finger Lakes, found art, haiku, Ithaca, light, nature, New York, New York State, photography, poetry, puddles, reflections, sheds, sky, spring, sun, tanka, time, walking, water, water colors, witness, writing, zen
wind outside the mall
and as I wait
with my eyes closed
a killdeer calls
from another life
pausing…
in the puddle
the pig barn
01 Wednesday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
01 Wednesday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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photography, poetry, tanka, time, wabi sabi, wall paper, walls
without fanfare at dusk
I drag the dead branch
to the brush pile-
another day risen
and fallen from my life
wall paper
layers of the times
when someone lived here
31 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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desert, high altitude, llamas, Mirador de los Volcanes, mountains, Peru, photography, poetry, thin air
windy thin air
at a high altitude
rest stop
31 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in autumn, landscapes, nature, poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
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art, beauty, design, dreams, fall, Finger Lakes, found art, lakes, light, nature, New York, New York State, photography, poetry, Seneca Lake, shore, shore line, sky, sun, tanka, time, trees, upstate New York, water, waters, witness, woods
the clarity
of being here now
as witness
31 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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dandelions, flowers, lawns, photography, poetry, summer, tanka, yards
no contest at all
sitting here under a willow
watching the water
while all sorts of chores
remain undone…
within this world
infinite worlds
to find….
31 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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memories, Mexico, old cars, photography, poetry, Puebla, street scenes, tanka, travel
on the road
even daylight
comes and goes
30 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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doors, Finger Lakes, New York State, Ovid, photography, poetry, reflections, Seneca Lake, weathered wood, weathering
the roof
caved in
but the door closed and locked…
30 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, fastners, Geneva, New York State, photography, poetry, wabi sabi, weathered wood, weathering, window sills, windows
weathered window sill …
the window gone and the house abandoned
tom clausen 