if you're bored, you're not paying attention
It’s a challenge to walk in the Tenderloin and not become numb to the world around you. So much squalor and hopelessness. And yet you can still look up from a street corner and see a flock of birds flying out of the sunrise like messengers of the light.… Story continues … “”
first light —
the cat crawls into my lap
young crow
the same black
as the power line
family argument ::
four crows heading south in a brilliant sunset
skyscrapers
from one to another
a flock of crows
galaxy cluster ::
I slice open the watermelon
blue sky moon
reminding me of all the stars
I cannot see
photo by Hernán Piñera/Flickr
a little bit smaller
and a little bit higher each morning ::
moon
stray ball–
a shower of golden pollen
from the cedar
purplish
the pampas grass plumes
beside the graffiti