Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Micro-Tourism: 30x from Home

At this magnification
we are still in the neighborhood.
Any less and things are too familiar.
Any bigger and things get
really strange. Around here,
I tread carefully with my eye,
amazed at how wet everything is,
how much is made of gelatine packs.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Ethological Discoveries

If the cat thinks I'm one of them,
she must think I'm a gangly, uncivilized oaf.
I don't behave as a good cat should.
I'm so slow, and don't understand the simplest things.
Cats and I have been together for a thousand lifetimes,
and I have never learned
the language. 

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Reflections before Sleep

Things of the world are just
approximations of what's real.
I know what's real
is somewhere. There'd be no
bumps and jaggies there.
Are we born into almost,
hazes in clouds?

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Record of Events

In the place
where time was neutralized,
I saw their real shapes:
all those soft bumps
they hid under loose shirts,
the varied shape of thigh and hip,
the flesh colors
melding between brown and grey,
where life stained them,
the unattended faces,
the weight of relaxation,
the muscle rounding the arms,
like copies of daily receipts.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Bad Cold Weather Dream

I was taken
the few blocks,
having given up my
driving privileges
several years ago
and having been
without a car.
It was warm
in the back seat,
even as the snow
glistened hard.
The van turned
into the driveway.
I felt in my pocket for my
remaining twenty cents.
They took me through
the wood, the glass
and tiled foyer
into which the cold
winter sunlight poured.
They brought in my
suitcase full of
underwear and socks.
I couldn't admit
that I was hungry.

Tuesday, January 06, 2015

The Quick

The scientists
say they made
a motion microscope
so they can watch
the jelly
protozoans of time,
just how infested we are
with twinklings.