Saturday, November 28, 2015

Huntington Harbor


We don't have
the real ocean here.
We have come timid
like the deer
to face Connecticut's
Eastern shore.

Ours is a peaceful
inlet of a sheltered sound.
We can smell the salt
of the serious sea
but we don't
venture from the sight of land.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Beams


The fringes
are beginning to
tatter. And small
leakages appear.
Hints and motion
refract through
pinholes.
 .
Good night,
good morning,
friends.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

On Set as the Sun Goes Down


There it is.
It's a wrap.
We put in in the can
with all its kinks
and sad mistakes,
unfortunate fates
and twisted,
inaccurate theories.
It has been a
work of tears.
I keep forgetting
the banquets and
smiles.

Monday, November 09, 2015

November: A Photoshow

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZasoMOeyew