Showing posts with label new york city. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new york city. Show all posts

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Time Warp Tree

This piece of Urban Flora is a prime example of a Time Warp Tree.  Notice how it is confused and out of focus!  This specimen is carrying a whole forest of wilted fall leaves, and uncountable leaves that simply refused to fall.  Even the winter snow cannot discourage these soggy hangers on (or, if you like, hanger ons).  Looking carefully, we see greenish leaves still clinging on from last summer.  Notice as well the half enclosed trunk.  What is that about?

And to completely sadden one,  this Time Warp Tree is trying to shelter not tulips, not boxwood, but ice-encrusted garbage bags!  How thankless, yet noble. Time Warp Tree also appears to be wearing a tree-sized friendship bracelet.  Sigh.

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Time Warp Tree with Red Tree-Friendship Bracelet

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Stalking the Waters of Life

Stalking the waters of life,
I tromped across the sea grass.
Stickers everywhere!
Foot by foot, squishing indentations
into the wet sea-weeded sand.
My soul is hurting for a kindred spirit,
I am seeking for a shimmer through my heart,
I am seeking an annuity of memories,
I am catching at life with a pole and a lure.
How do I trust these flutter things?
this glimpse without a substance,
these unborn wishes riding in,
pulsing, panting, pulling at the reins.
And there it is! The surf at last, pounding,
pushing into the grass-riddled dunes.


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From the Southern Pump Station Block House, Central Park Reservoir

ps:
MISSION FOR THE DAY:
SEARCH UP AND DOWN FOR AN ICE-FLOW (Iced over puddles count!)
DISCOVER WHETHER OR NOT IT IS SUPPORTING ANY WILDLIFE (flora or fauna)
IF SO, PONDER THE MATTER FOR AWHILE
IF NOT, WELL, ADD SOMETHING! (a leaf, a stem, a pebble, a small pet).
Finally,
REPORT BACK TO HEADQUARTERS.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

The Act of Loving

Sneaking out the beauty in the stumbling places
Seeing bright red brick under the tarnished  episodes
Knowing for once the people underneath the rubble
Unearthing the best in show.

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Just below Park Avenue & 97th Street

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Ounce Wishes for Warm Water

For months now, Ounce has been trying his best to live in the city. The new light poles with their crossbars here in New York proved too seductive for even our Ounce! Building a nice nest inside a street pipe was irresistible: new, highrise, amenities -- but the noise! Horns, Traffic, and the Pigeons! It was just too much. Well, Ounce is finally back in the park, but it's winter. You know how Ounce is with water...it's impossible to stay away for long. The other day we walked a little too close to Ounce's favorite sculpture swimming bowl. How disappointing, and after an entire summer of city life. Of course it's winter, and although the elements provide a little water sometimes, even gossamer metal is cold this time of year.



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Saturday, November 2, 2013

First Strategy for coping with the nature of things as they are

The world is frought
but I am not.

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Two Central Park Trees Falling in Love

Friday, October 4, 2013

That Old Master Weaver

Is there a pathway to that unknown destination?
Traveling, traveling, turning a corner here and there,
Labyrinths and crossroads, matrices and a web of life;
Is that a trace of the Master Weaver
Spinning out our destinies?

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Saturday, September 21, 2013

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Sunday, August 4, 2013

A Twilight Time

The night dies and a day is born,
when do we turn on the timing?
Is it the lights and the dramas,
or the harvests and the noon time bells?

Go ahead and take the stars,
for I have no more use for them.
Take the sun away and let me cope as best I can,
pale blacks and white greys will cover the differentiations.

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Madison Avenue and 106th (dawn/dusk)

Your Mission, should you choose to accept it, is to pause midway between, say, this and that;
or between, say, here and hereafter, where and why, or whichever and whichnever.

Take a pause only long enough to see the commonality of things, and then--back to splitting seconds!

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Perseus communes with head of Gorgon Sister Medusa

Individual at Metropolitan Museum of Art holding virtual head

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Perseus, Perseus Immitator, and Perseus Immitator's Frightened Observer at the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Perseus Immitator's Birthday

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

On Being Led Down the Garden Path

I heard about it a time or two,
This particular path is big taboo,
But what else is a person supposed to do?
The entire garden is calling for you!

There are blossoms!
and Sunlight!
and Forks to explore!
and the Birds!
and the Bees!
It's too much to ignore!

The leaves are so green and the scents are so nice,
Sometimes the answer is, Don't Think Twice.


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Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Expecting a Ferry

fer·ry  

/ˈferē/
Noun
A boat or ship for conveying passengers and goods, esp. over a relatively short distance and as a regular service.
Verb
Convey in a boat, esp. across a short stretch of water.
Synonyms
ferryboat - raft    

(Quiet, now....let's not cause disappointment.  I mean, even if the ferry is seriously late, there is always the chance of a raft...)

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Harlem Meer in July 2013

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Negotiation

Clutching after reality I make my way in the setting sun

(Seeking out the unlit door,
Paper bag rumpled in the corner,
Old man hunching up the dirty steps.)

I walk through the iron-studded door into the mythic sanctuary

(Walls covered with metaphors,
Banks of unlit penny candles,
Stained glass.)

I light the wooden stick from a nearby flickering prayer

(Smell the old dust and new wax,
Kneel on the seasoned wood,
Listen for the echoes in the cubbyholes.)

One for you, one for me, one for the middle ground

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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Constant Reminders Needed

To some people this photo may seem awkward, but in New York City we have a terrible time with people dropping their plows.

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New York, Upper East Sude

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Access Points

Did you ever think your heart got unzipped and didn’t go back together right? Did you let your inside out and just find a chill in the sinews? Did you still leave a little open space just in case a key fit one more time into that stitched-up secret door?

Well, I wish I knew more about it.
There’s a small ache I remember though, a little core of a thing, no bigger than a raindrop hanging on a lilac leaf. Summer, it was summer, not a cold February day with a frozen wind. A summer raindrop, hanging from the center vein. Yes, a heart shaped lilac leaf, dark green. Not red and gnawed from too many interruptions.

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Friday, February 15, 2013

Jogger Unaware

Jogger unaware he is falling off the edge of the earth

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Central Park Reservoir



Saturday, February 9, 2013

Walking your Dog in Nemo Blizzard

Winter storm Nemo on East 94th:  1 AM in the middle of the street.

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Nemo at 1:30 AM in NYC




Saturday, January 26, 2013

The Great Universal ConceptoConnection

Peace be with people who carry the songs
For those who wish only to listen.
It’s a holistic view of the old or the new
On this or that planar concoction.
Concoction, well, oops! Perhaps the wrong word,
“Connection” may better suffice.
Or “Conception” now that is a fabulous word!
It’s best to elide and then try to decide....
With a slice and a splice and a juxtaposition,
We have a conceptoconnected transition!


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the MoMA, December 2012

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Epipheny in Blue

There is an advantage of having Blue as the New Red and Green. It suits the chilled evening wanderers, as they go passing through an epiphany.

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East 58th Street, New York, 2013 (Taken with iPhone)

Monday, December 10, 2012

Rare View of the Den of Park Construction

We all know that elements as beautifully made as Central Park has to be constructed. Well we do know who's actually behind things like beauty. Nonetheless, some elements of earthly movement is a maintenance reality. The construction den in central park is so seldom noticed that it seriously has to be seen to be beieved...

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