Between Two Points

I saw you once through trees,

light and shadows on your face,

the sounds of children nearby,

boats on the water. 

Distance calculated between the two. 

Abandoned

Upon entrance, you stumble through to rust, 

and someone else's abandonment.

But you claim it as your own,

which it is,

until you leave.

Crossing Over

You crossed into that light,

surrounded by soundless water. 

Resting Place

Collapsed giants. 

Eyes fixed.

On no particular point. 

Pear Tree

The mistake Eve made

was not in accepting the apple,

but forgetting, 

when the serpent turned,

to also take the pear. 

What Grows Out of Fracture

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.” 

~ Ernest Hemingway

Port Dalhousie in Winter

An Old Entrance - Sometimes There is No Quote

Photographs and The Pain of Others

Zimbabwe, 2000. AIDS sufferer in a tuberculosis ward

"This sleight of hand allows photographs to be both objective record and personal testimony, both a faithful copy or transcription of an actual moment of reality and an interpretation of that reality - a feat literature has long aspired to, but could never attain in this literal sense."
                                          ~Susan Sontag, Regarding the Pain of Others. 

Savary Island Crooked Stairs

Easy and difficult paths combined. 

In the Gray Wood By the River

Somewhere in the gray wood by the river is the huntsman and in the brooming corn and in the castellated press of cities. His work lies all wheres and his hounds tire not. I have seen them in a dream, slaverous and wild and their eyes crazed with ravening for souls in this world. Fly them. 

          ~ Cormac McCarthy, Suttree.

The Man Bill Murray

"I bet Mafia kids get bummed when they find out the tooth fairy doesn't take other people's teeth or when they find out there's no horse-head fairy at all."

                                                                 ~ Bill Murray

Trees and Hermann Hesse

So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them."

~ Herman Hesse