THE WEIGHT UPON THE WAVES

  And in the tide tight with time and its turning they left their posts, impaled upon the sand, impressed upon the land. And there they stood ten in heart and ten in tide for time to tend, impaled upon mind, impressed upon mankind. And on they marched up the land and on from shore […]

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THE BREAKING OF THE BLUE

  Tall is the man willing to rise before the break of day beneath the blanket blackness and tip toe into the still untempered tide blindly, current cast as yet unclear, and trust in time to lean in with light. We can be cold creatures staking our claim with breath of blue into our ever-shortening […]

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FALLING THROUGH SPACE

    Ghost clouds gather over an ice-cold ocean of marble we cannot break through. Maybe there is something deeper within its depths that we have missed.   All breath is naked. Movement has been muffed. The air rigid. Nothing left to cover up.   I blush under your absence or do I blush before […]

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CATCH, IN 2 HEMISPHERES

— I hold a balloon, I watch it rise, this sphere of air, I hold this balloon and then let it go, watch it fly up, into the air, higher and higher, up into the sky and you too, in the south, you hold a balloon, you watch it rise, this sphere of air within […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 12; THE ALMOSTS

— Trust time to remember the dream where the river was a rhapsody we attempted to outrun, never knowing how much the melody would meander. We were minor steps trying to make our motions major, swept up in golden grains of thoughts that slipped through our minds like the waves along the shore. — Trust […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 8; DISTANT DESIRES

— Time is a delicious desire to embrace eternity, an impossibility, a glass cloud in a steel sky, a shivering snowflake on the surface of the sun and we are all single sailors on a vast ocean, trying to catch a kiss on the other side of the universe. — All words and photographs by […]

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