An Imaginary Eye
“I didn’t need to see it, I’ll forget it, of course, as Light and Dark as my earthly shirt.” – Ernst Meister You can’t change your…
Those Walking Blues
Walking neighborhood streets in cold morning light into a wind we seem to be making leaning into it, full on the face by the time it…
On Original Spin
Summer’s chalky first-light moves in without fanfare, golden only at the tips of the highest trees then peeks through random spaces between leaves where it will…
Falling Away
Some say mirrors and camera lens don’t lie having never learned to speak but there are many strange offerings a Truth is tall flightless bird sometimes…
The Myth of Impermanence
Spring is a small bird half a fist attacking mirrors of cars in the driveway pecking and chattering bird insults smearing them with poop to blank…
On Taking Off
Settling into a window seat one story up from the tarmac while other passengers file in we’re behind a wing so will observe our common-sense planet…
FX
We’re standing near a raspberry patch watching a bee-raid of little capitalists taking what they want and flying off with no thought of their leavings. You…
Original Faces
“A painting of a rice cake does not satisfy hunger.” – Dogen They met for dinner once a month at the Painted Rice Cake fussed with…
Urban Listening
When you take a load off furniture is where you put it. Park it here, they always say those otherwise silent almost immobile 4-legged friends who…
Sea Life
someone I thought I knew has been standing on a high bluff for years watching waves drive onto a beach pushed up by unseen shallows pushed…
The Dog Star 