Tag Archives: Street photography

Untitled Poem

One time I thought one thing mattered and that thing gave way, gave way like a diving board pulled from the diver when she was to spring to highest heights, it gave way like that to something else, this other … Continue reading

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Christmas Eve

I met a man in the ER. He has multiple sclerosis, which is a random marauder that targets the nerves. He was bed-bound, but more on that in a minute. He had belly pain which is what i was called … Continue reading

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Black Is Blue

Tonight it hit me that what is in memory, what is old, what fed my imagination (for better, etc) when I was 18, would comfort me. I was right. I turned on an episode of Miami Vice. Some would say … Continue reading

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Keep Looking

  Today I made a pile of rocks with my kiddo for an hour. It was a three inch square pile of little tiny rocks. Today I developed a photo of a partially focused tree. It was a forgettable moment … Continue reading

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Sometimes the light shines through the corner of my hat, and then…

Sometimes the light only gets there through a corner, around a turn. What happens when the questions stop and there are only answers. This is a serious question. Or… Is a person swimming toward help any different than one who … Continue reading

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I am swirling by. It’s a curve. It’s a train. It’s a corner window You are looking out and I am looking up. Shutter falls, shadows rise Light disappears and winds its way back, Slack and sideways to this corner … Continue reading

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2×2: A fiction

Her father named her Nola. As unlikely as it was, he was a jazz fan, hence the name. It was Saturday afternoon. Guatemala City was warm. Hawkers thinly disguised as street performers were in front of most stores near the … Continue reading

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Just the photo. After my last post, I think it best to leave the words out…I say this even though I know that it will be hard for you not to go back and read it.  It’s bad.  Just owning … Continue reading

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Blue Window

This blue window opens, flutters an invite: Wind wanders through here

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Last House

I took all the pictures in Guatemala with a small Leica digital camera at my waist. I assumed the camera saw about what I was seeing and fired hundreds of frames. Any street photographer uses this technique. Having a small … Continue reading

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