Tag: photo

  • Among a Murder

      You stare at me. The rest of your murder caws, shattering an afternoon’s silence with pure cacaphony. You do not join them. Your black eyes meet my blue ones. Why do you not join the others in their mayhem? What do you want?   Something passes between us. What, I cannot say.   Perched on…

  • Prelude to a #SilentSaturday: a #PSA #haibun (9/29/18)

      Mira and I enjoyed a good day with our nieces, newphew and great-niece at the Hudson Valley Garlic Festival in Saugerties, New York. Mira and her sister sampled everything they could get their hands on. Vania and Michael foraged constantly for the best hot food among myriad vendors. We walked the length and breadth…

  • Memorial Light and Shadow: A #TBT #haibun featuring my latest from .@ImageCurve

    What do I remember of her? Straight brown hair, sky-blue eyes and tapered cheekbones? Her love of horses? My head swimming when she smiled? What don’t I remember of her? Our walks in the woods of Douglas Park? Or awkward moments under the bleachers? Or our times together in the rush of pouring rain? I…

  • Our Immigrant Story

    A view of New York Harbor from Governor’s Island     “A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.” –John A. Shedd   storm-tossed seas ambitious ancestors brave steerage   the fading memories of Italy left behind   Lady Liberty passangers crowding above to glimpse their new home…

  • #SilentSunday (9/23/18)

    a rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • Oedipal Complex

    Attic cup: Oedipus and the Sphinx Oedipus and the Sphinx, interior of an Attic red-figured kylix (cup or drinking vessel), c. 470 BCE; in the Gregorian Etruscan Museum, the Vatican Museums, Rome. Album/Oronoz/SuperStock     How did you miss the signs, Oedipus? You, for whom the riddle of the Sphinx held no fear?   How did you overlook the evidence that…

  • Tai Chi Logos: A #TankaTuesday #TankaProse (9/18/18)

      sunrise the potency, the power of the tree of life listening to the word everlasting   One more sunrise. One more bright ray to shatter the predawn darkness. One more ascent breaching the horizon. One more.   One more sunset. One last ray before the coming twilight. One descent like a bowing courtier before…

  • Declination of the Circus

      The spotlights shattered the darkness inside Madison Square Garden. The center ring bathed in sudden light illuminated the cacaphony of clowns, trapize artists, animals and all of the fascination that Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus could offer a child in the late seventies. I marveled at every act, spellbound by spectacle.  …