23rd and treat, san francisco, ca |
You know, things could always be much much worseI know it's difficult to focus on what you do have, but it's important to not give yourself over to focusing on what you don'tI know that it sounds tr...
Posted by colin on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 05:00:00 PST |
mission, san francisco, ca |
Flee its darkness, child, as fast as you can take yourself. Folded up into the long darkness sky: its hushment eternal: folding and folding: the plenum creasing itself: the substance in the act of di...
Posted by colin on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 02:17:00 PST |
san francisco, ca |
when you could not reconcile yourself to yourself.when you observed your twain center split up into separation.when you realized, finally, lives later, that you could not be this and that simultaneous...
Posted by colin on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 03:09:00 PST |
williamsburg, new york |
I walked the length of the Williamsburg Bridge through a dense curtain of fog. Carefully peering through all that floating water I tried to make out Midtown to the north and the Manhattan Brid...
Posted by colin on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 02:23:00 PST |
central park, new york |
I walked through Central Park. The warted sycamores. The cardinals singing. The still humans laying in the delicate. As I walked I dissertated silently on the purifying Olmsted...
Posted by colin on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 01:27:00 PST |
grant's tomb, new york |
I walked through Riverside Park way to the Upper West Side and its beyond. Found my way to the glory of General Grant. Grant's Tomb: the largest mausoleum in America. Built up 150 ...
Posted by colin on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 12:57:00 PST |
staten island ferry, new york |
I walked the length of the Staten Island Ferry, which I still insist is among the best of all artifacts in New York. Glistening orange gliding along rippled water glass. Floating light b...
Posted by colin on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 12:46:00 PST |
lower east side, new york |
I walked through the Lower East Side. Dark room basement bars. Back alley chrome-plated speakeasies. Cement tunnels. Unmarked doors. Unholy secrets. I watched as th...
Posted by colin on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 01:02:00 PST |
philadelphia, pa |
In the arboretum, the botanicals are a relic of hopes mostly abandoned. We stood beneath the giant Katsura specimen and nearly wept. If you do not know this tree, then find it and know it....
Posted by colin on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 02:00:00 PST |
east village, new york |
I walked through the East Village. Wandering past former selves playing unending games of chess in Tompkins Square Park, past former selves settling all the universes riddles over a bowl of bor...
Posted by colin on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 12:04:00 PST |
