I take a photo a day, more or less.
"A dream can spend
all night fighting off
the morning. Let me
start again. A stream
may be a branch or a beck,
a crick or kill or lick,
a syke, a runnel.”
From Ephemeral Stream, Elizabeth Willis
Old gold, Bangkok 2008
Bilbao Airport, Spain
"The world is round, so travellers tell, And straight though reach the track, Trudge on, trudge on, ’twill all be well, The way will guide one back.”
from A Shropshire Lad
by A. E. Houseman
"My foreshadow stretchesout in front of me.
We stand on the solesof each other’s feet.”
from Elegy in X Parts, Matt Rasmussen
Doors in Montmartre
Man has lost his gods
Though tohold on in any case means taking less and lessfor granted, some few things seem nearlycertain, as that the longest day
will come again, will seem to hold its breath,the months-long exhalation ofdiminishment again begin.
from A Hermit Thrush (Amy Clampitt)
"the wind falls in like stones
from the whitehearted water and when we touch
we enter touch entirely”
France, nuclear powered.
A man, a plan. Birmingham.
set the glass down, our emotion’s moment
eyes vs sunlight
how removed here, from here
The Luxury of Hesitation [excerpt from The Proof from Motion]
by Keith Waldrop
(quote from You Are Fire Eaters by Marianne Moore)
Le silence eternel des ces espaces infinis m’effraie.
"And now you try
Your handful of notes;
The clear vowels rise like balloons.”