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New Photo Gallery Tab

I’ve decided to post photos from time to time when I get a good body of them together. The gallery can be found at the menu on top. It’s the tab next to the “About” tab. I also revamped this part of my site and am going to make a few changes to the overall layout of the site.

Tree at night taken November 28 2008

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Haiku response to Final Girl post

Oh nostalgic tears
football jersey clad ladies
dire circumstances

A response to this post on my favorite blog.

Haiku in a Parking Lot

he breathes out a laugh:
an embarassing moment
and no witnesses.

Tree at night taken Dec 2 2008

Tree at night with clouds and stars

Another list of mostly unrelated items

A lost stuffed animal: The smaller of the two faces still flushed with tears, they are pressed and belted into their cramped seats on the airplane. Suddenly they sit still like does. The woman relates their predicament to the flight attendant, who has just arrived.

Eating honey: As it bends the light reflected off the surface underneath, a slick golden tentacle of new honey curls off the larger bulk that has wrapped itself around a spoon.

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A lost sock: Like a hieroglyphic, a tiny child’s sock soaked with rain sits atop a gate post, which serves as an impromptu lost and found. It will be frozen tomorrow morning, and then later will thaw in the sun of the afternoon. Its sole is dotted with white rubber traction spots which, when the sock is worn, would grip the world like squid suction cups.

Altitude: Listen to the racket of a hundred birds, the countless shapes and layers of fallen leaves. A balletic cry in the wilderness. The sharp beaks, wings working to gain precious altitude.

Tree at night taken Nov 18 2008 three

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The sun shines. The birds twitter.

Reaching blindly for something else, I accidentally picked up a daddy long legs spider in my garden. Between my thumb and first two fingers it felt like a dry, dead leaf. It was soft, with veining and a little crumpled. After a second or two I put it down, still thinking it was a leaf and was startled to see a spider get up and stagger away. It appeared unharmed, but walked uncertainly as if blind, or as if it was testing the soil of spider heaven.

Tree at night taken Nov 18 2008 two

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Starlings

Down from power lines a broad shadow tumbles to the ground. A thousand feathers rustle as the wings of the flock are tucked. On the sidewalk, in the green grass, a hundred spotted throats peck. In the rout moths flash the red undersides of their wings from inside ivory beaks. Curling worms and millipedes clutch the air, moist soil crumbing off their shiny segments. From their places the sudden flock, a wave breaking, swarms up like fallen leaves exploding back onto a tree.




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