MAP TACKS FOR EYES
Who says?
Says the raven
Yea, thou hast
created me
But all your moves
have
Rubbed spittle
In these tacky eyes
Of mine
Once I was blind
But now
I see
(With mud)
Says the raven
I nightly fly about
from this perchy chair
And in the dark
Some of my
you say
painted feathers
Have chipped off
I say moulted
Look into my
You say
Painted copper black
beak
And mark this word:
I shall be with you
Evermore
Like
So, I say
v.Z. 3-12-12
......
Less-still life
with mourning dove and stained glass:
Bird awakened us
with cooing
from its
it says
real bill,
it says
real bill,
long enough, sitting on
the circa 130 million year
limestone ledge,
for me to have time to photo
from the loft
up here.
Taking camera down to window
dove would have flown.
Indeed, it took off
right after the shutter clicked
a second time from downstairs.
Taking camera down to window
dove would have flown.
Indeed, it took off
right after the shutter clicked
a second time from downstairs.
......
Jerusalem
A Lenten journey
worth the time
A fine video from Hobo Tom
......
Daylight Losing Time
(March 11)
Tick tock: the clock
the heart
skips a beat
or thirty six hundred
Turn the clock ahead. Who said?
I’d rather turn in another hour in bed instead.
Tick
shock: a billion dollars of our
time spent
changing half a billion clocks.
Why?
Buy an hour next fall?
Why can’t we all
Just live in the now?
The sun did not stop today
to light the way to let Joshua smite the Amorites
or let us bear armor or be amorous.
Nor will the earth stop
or all of the armies and all of us
would drop off.
Still I stop to wonder
Where did that hour go?
That power over time
I thought I could make
or take?
(Also from Hobo Tom)
