Another noisy gathering on the quai today. I drifted in, one of many uncertain birds, to see what was passing. First glance showed the form of any demonstration, in any city, but according to a banner it was….
Highway Society
Dec 7, 2015, re-written June, 2020 Motorway, Freeway, Autoroute; traffic the common pool. A constant roar. Brake lights flashing on, as the downs come out of the ups of speed. Red lights spotting in the grey murk of the rain. Some drivers are citizens of courtesy, smoothness and aesthetics. Others thrust in and out, get … Continue reading Highway Society
Terroir
June 27, 2006 Terroir is a study of heat that stifles and scorches the ground, Which itself in each inimitable meter Is a building of minerals and brown death From which the vine roots draw its hopeless Signature in the first new form of blood, Pressing full on each round membrane. And when the searing … Continue reading Terroir
Car Wreck Averted
June, 2008 The Auberge on the bend of the road, before the bridge. Seen in visions. Finally found. I had always thought the recurring vision was a portent of my death by car wreck. In a way it was. Earlier I had passed the carcass of a burnt-out car, abandoned to the ditch. I said … Continue reading Car Wreck Averted
Siren Song Of The Glued Thrush
Oct 31, 2009 The sound sifts up through the tree tops and, tired by their long swoop from the north, they swing in to its familiar beauty, not noting the thin pitch of alarm that was tainting the flute. Too late they sense the fear in the eyes of their friends whose limbs are strained … Continue reading Siren Song Of The Glued Thrush
Tuesdays Walking With Ida
Nov 11, 2009 She has the energy of seven. On one of the walks she shared more with Pat about the stroke. Her recovery took one and half years. Even in hospital she went about reforming. She yelled at doctors who used the strike to sit in back rooms smoking, While in the corridors and … Continue reading Tuesdays Walking With Ida
Before Dawn 