20 Saturday Aug 2016
Posted in landscapes, poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
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art, beauty, design, details, dreams, found art, ghost towns, great plains, haiku, light, nature, old, photography, poetry, reflections, sky, south dakota, summer, sun, time, wabi sabi, west, witness
in and out
of the abandoned building
ghosts
14 Sunday Aug 2016
Posted in poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
05 Wednesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, beauty, design, details, dew, dreams, dripping, drops, fields, Finger Lakes, fog, forests, found art, green, haiku, Ithaca, knots, loneliness, New York State, osprey, photography, Rhode Island, rust, sand, shape, shifting, stillness, tanka, trails, unitarian, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, woods, zen
how ironic
coming to love
this life and world
and at the same time
letting it all go…
in the eye
of the beholder
wabi sabi
03 Monday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, beauty, Finger Lakes, Ithaca, knots, New York State, now, photography, planks, poetry, red, summer, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, wood, wood grain, worn
older and older
the strangers saying hello
to me
the way paint
holds on through
hard times
27 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, dials, dreams, farm equipment, farms, Finger Lakes, gauges, machinery, machines, numbers, poetry, reading, summer, tanka, wabi sabi
the needle
holding true
season after season
exactly as it was between us
long ago…
so many things
left to the sweep
of time
the last pressure
setting frozen
for all time…
27 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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art, beauty, dreams, fields, Finger Lakes, haiku, nature, New York State, old vehicles, out to pasture, pastures, photography, poetry, relics, rust, rusting, terminal, time, trucks, wabi sabi, weathering, wonder
back home
the old truck comes to rest
in its ruts
wind running
through the field
around the old truck
26 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
25 Thursday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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delivery truck, farms, grown over, lost and found, neglect, now, old farms, old vehicles, olden days, once upon a time, past, photography, poetry, relics, seasons, stages, summer, tanka, time, trucks, wabi sabi, weathering, woods
the wind in the trees
reminds me
that what once was
so important
just passes by
delivery truck
in the good old days
permanently parked
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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beauty, design, eyes, haiku, introspection, Ithaca, knot holes, knots, New York, patterns, photography, planks, poetry, texture, time, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, wood, wood grain
my eye-
a knot hole
in the old barn
the children
peek
into the old barn…
looking on line
about another symptom
the hypochondriac
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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fields, haiku, light, Massachusetts, meditation, miles, nature, Northfield, nowhere, photography, poetry, resting, rust, stillness, sun, sunset, time, trucks, vehicles, wabi sabi, writing
enriched rust
in the late day sun
the stillness
how many times
the light has come
and gone…
“I can see
for miles and miles
and miles…”
tom clausen 