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The Mending Way

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Wake up! The day comes up anyway the same old cracked-up dawn. Same concrete against the stumpy flowers dry as summer. What happened to all the maybes, All those forks to choose from? Fork one fork two; one-a-fork two-a-fork The trouble is, we resonate with beauty, Seeking the mending way I have a certain feeling in the bone. It came on cell by cell, raising me up a half an inch at a time. United Nations ~ November 2014

The Poetry Of Life

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Let the plant wither if it must, the seed fell days ago; Stuck in a pod, half blind, trapped in a cold puddle, Like some muddied, pock-marked, leftover snowball. Too dismal to throw. I have nothing to do but hibernate. What am I some kind of iced-over, frost bitten hedgehog? I’m shrinking!   How can this be with all these trickles? I’m down to a husk of a thing, rattling around like some blind-sided snail. I’m dying out here! Or  maybe drying; at least things are improving, I mean how can I do anything about it? OUCH! I’ve been crunched by a rabid runner and stuffed into a furrow! I think I’ll cry...yes... Wait a minute, what is that streaming stuff? Is it dirt?   Is it Sun?   Is it Rain? I’m growing!  Help! I’m being resurrected! ckr.com/496/19465894059_7431b11602_c.jpg" width="530" height="800" alt="20150709-DSC_6974">

Our New York Kentucky Coffee Tree

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I came across a gift the other evening, among the discards and the wannabes, My #2 New York Kentucky Coffee tree, with pods for the very first time. Cool to the touch, leaves as soft as a kitten, Powder on the underside, sleek and satin on the top. Translucent in the pale evening. Swirling and singing, each leaf an instrument, weaving up a fractal symphony.   An instrument of the wind, certain in the late afternoon. New York Kentucky Coffee Tree, Summer 2015

Under the FDR on the 4th of July!

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On Re-Making Reality, or What you Will

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An emotional snow doesn’t do any harm Especially at 90 degrees. With a wet underarm, when the weather is warm, With no ice on the eaves, no breeze in the trees, Let this photo snowstorm act as your unicorn, To re-write the day (in its usual way) To conform to a happier norm…

One Year Ago ~ Brownstone Demolition Underway!

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Well, perhaps it isn't EXACTly a Classic Brownstone.  So maybe it's a BrickStone Brownstone, but regardless, it has the Very Soul of a Brownstone!  And what is a Brownstone anyway?  It is a spirit matter, is it not? James Alleyne (Contractor) & Godfrey Griffith (Architect):  June 2014 Upstairs Beautiful 3-Window room--Before (June 2014) Bathroom Before ...(June 2014)

On Becoming a Beautiful Brooklyn Brownstone (from late April)

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