Poetics of Structure (the foundation)

strength in connections

A SAILORS DELIGHT

TRAVEL

Loving you, flesh to flesh, I often thought

Of traveling penniless to some mud throne

Where a master might instruct me how to plot

My life away from pain. to love alone

In the bruiseless embrace of stone and lake.

Lost in the fields of your hair I was never lost

Enough to lose a way I had to take;

Breathless beside your body I could not exhaust

The will that forbid me contract, vow,

Or promise, and often while you slept

I looked in awe beyond your beauty.

Now

I know why many men have stopped and wept

Half-way between the loves they leave and seek,

And wonder if travel leads them anywhere---

Horizons keep the soft line of your cheek,

The windy sky's a locket of your hair.

---Leonard Cohen---

Sunday comes again...

cigarette break

"sometimes she didnt know what she feared, what she desired: whether she feared or desired what had been or what would be, and precisely what she desired, she did not know."

-Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

For Eric Rohmer

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach.

One can only collect a few.

One moon shell is more impressive then three.

There is only one moon in the sky.

-Anne Morrow Lindbergh

MAKE L.O.V.E

EVERYDAY

Curious

I can not help but wonder:

It may be that when we no longer know which way to go
that we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Wendell Berry

MOM

"...blessings and life...
lots of life.
Even a life full of holes,
a life of nothing but waiting
is better then no life at all"
-mom

(photo by Nancy Neil)

waiting for you
...