light forming this morning reminded of the poem by Barbara and Morgan Gibson “snow covers cold lovers”
Category Archives: Poetry
Ten inches
snow: ten inches fell shovel: then watching closely as it all changes
The light provides the nourishment
sunlight cutting through sunday’s breakfast nourishes both eyes and taste buds the light always the light
What did you see when your heart first opened?
In 1954 Albert Camus said, “A person’s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art or love or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened.” step onto the porch “count on american” says minus two degrees (F)
sit. still. shapelessly
our relationships shape our experience. sit. still. shapelessly. (click image for larger view)
Portraits – self and others – call me
too long since pencil marked its trail over paper so here’s to life’s trail Self Portrait I’d rather draw you. Call me: 262-241-9375. Along the way. The photographer said, “they’re real.” Many viewers said, “don’t believe your pictures.” How, or why, did the images appear so as folks could not accept them as factual? Or, did […]
Arranging things for aesthetic truth
arranging things may shift their meaning to a yet a greater truth
Thoughts of shovels
thoughts of shovels upon leaving the office last evening – ugh
Opportunity to lose the self
a delicate freeze presents opportunity to lose self in form (to view a gallery of alternative compositions)
Fog, floods and tornados
fog ‘n’ flash flooding tornados touched Kenosha’s turf weather watchers watch