Tag: Photography
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Warm Day in February
Warm Day in February Mellow jazz inthe backgrounddog barking at hisshadow or mineor some invisiblepresence onthe windin the shadowswho knows 75 degree upperSonoran winterdry-heat daythe scent ofsage smudgeall around meready to driftaway maybe a visitfrom the Yaquimedicine manor perhaps myold friend Mary Jmaybe I needa Sonoran cheesecrisp first tideme over tillthe main mealafter sunsetmay getsurrealwho…
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Establishment Gatekeepers and the Long Con
Establishment Gatekeepers and the Long Con A post from a friend showed up on my FB feed recently. It was discouraging to read. It was a dismissal of anything but establishment news (the mainstream media), the very echo chamber (propaganda arm) of our neoliberal and neocon establishment. Have we learned nothing in the last couple…
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Road to Nowhere
Road to Nowhere Rode the loop todayto El Camino Del Cerrothe road to nowhereI wonder where(here here wherewhere there there–Stooges) crossed over theSanta Cruz withits reclaimed watertrickling along itsedge river otherwisedesert dry ocotillo hedge bloomsred after rainno blooms todayinpenerateablestems and thornsnature’s armor keeps soft-skinin or outspiny prickly wallsfenced-in gardensanimal pens heading homeroad to nowherein the…
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First Cut, Slow Down: in anticipation of Spring
Looking ahead, I have already had this experience. This is my recollection: First Cut First lawn sculpting of the season, doneSweat dripping from my shoulders and brow,Lounging on the deck, under an arbor-frame,stretched sun-sail, dappled shade,sipping a cold brew, mind wistfully wandering. Wind chimes on the cool breeze sing,“Slooooww… Slooooww… …
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Solar Water Reclamation (poem)
Solar Water Reclamation Sparklingreclaimed waterslowly flows northin the edge ofthe otherwisedry lowerSanta Cruzthen to theGila and eventuallythe Colorado sun glares offacres ofsolar arraypoweringthe reclaimingengines disgorging thereclaimedreconstitutedamniotic fluidof life as predatorand preyobserve fromshadow-gorgedhidey-holes andshade-camouflagedcreviced walls and I stareat the arraywonderinghow it gotthis way dry riverbedspoisoned blue skiesplastic-laced foodsynthetic body-partsand lies, lies, lies but of coursewe do…
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Get Real
Get Real You hear it all the time, but what is ‘real’? ‘Real’ is a human idea, as are all ideas. Ideas on the nature of reality have evolved with our bodies, brains, and social psyches. And just as all life continues to evolve, or go extinct, our ideas of ‘reality’ also continue to evolve.…
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Hallelujah
Hallelujahby Leonard Cohen Now I’ve heard there was a secret chordThat David played, and it pleased the LordBut you don’t really care for music, do you?It goes like this, the fourth, the fifthThe minor falls, the major liftsThe baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah, HallelujahHallelujah, Hallelujah Your faith was strong but you needed proofYou saw her…
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There’s Something Terribly Wrong
There’s Something Terribly Wrong I’ve immersed myself in alternatives to our currently accepted notions of economy, humanity, and even civilization. The news, both political and economic, along with trends in manufacturing and technology have convinced me that the current economic model is unsustainable. It’s collapse is inevitable. The only real questions are, when and what…
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Typical Day on the Loop
Typical Day on the Loop Riding the Loophalf reclinedsun glintingoff side mirrormy two front wheelshugging the curvesback-wheel gearingdrives me easilyup hills and downpowered by legsand feet on peddlesupfront and raisedalmost eye-level Roadrunner scootsacross the pathchasing a skink lone coyote matchesmy pace butdown in the washoccasionally looksmy way as ifnot interested probably huntingprairie dogs, jackrabbits,or roadrunners…old…
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Desiderata
“You are a child of the universe,no less than the trees and the stars;you have a right to be here.And whether or not it is clear to you,no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.” ― Max Ehrmann – from his poem, Desiderata DESIDERATA GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what…
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