Back in my Flickr days, I curated a street photography group called Life, Love Joy & Pain (LLJP). It targeted one of the many street photography subgenres I have identified. A list of some of them are below, along with examples of famous shooters who popularized them. I’ve added some sub-bullets to show how even…
what i’ve lost can’t be regained. words spilled out of their pages erased, never to be found again. the day grows longer, but your shadows dim “what if they ask me for proof of you?” i ask as they said they might. you have gone, and perhaps returned but as a spirit, a past…
1. See whom you wish to connect to. 2. Determine if a connection is warranted. 3. Find your opportunity for making a connection. 4. Connect. 5. Enjoy your connection. You’re welcome.
… but I love to watch you leave. These were shot in Granada, Spain. The first is the approach to La Alhambra. Come back, Maria, come back. http://youtu.be/D3gnz6y3dhU Ah. That was worth the wait, wasn’t it? Thank you, baby.
Here is a poem I started in 1986 and never finished after getting feedback from the editor of a poetry journal. She was right, of course, but until now, I didn’t know how to finish it. Works-in-progress often take that — progress not in the work, but in the poet. On one level, it feels…
http://youtu.be/6vf7ah_k0Z8?t=5m34s Fourplay, featuring Nathan East Play around, play around it. Play around, play around it. (Repeat) All players playing; sure feels nice. Beat is popping and the mood is right. Don’t stop bopping till you feel the vibe Get your baby in the morning light. All players jamming, and it sure feels tight. Beat is…
Heat is the remnant of what has been A response of chemical signals It is merely radiant noise the mind tells when it hates silence. Light is the bringer of illusion, reflecting of what might be when what is has no gloss of its own. We’re given passionate songs and finger-spoken promises that light and…
From November 2008: it happens in the mind long before you there were thoughts of you waiting I thought of your firm, round places that, begging for kisses, have awaited my touch chemistry from the start that will die within us our minds make love in ways they can’t understand and my dark places are…
some words need not be rewritten only remembered te quiero, mi amor
Meeting someone in the flesh for the first time is an interesting experience, particularly after you’ve established a relationship via an online forum. WordPress is one example, but so is Facebook, Google+, and others. With the availability of free or cheap webcamming (FaceTime, ooVoo, Skype), you can virtually sit with someone as easily as we…
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