sunlight at dusk

oh my sunlight I don’t believe I could make a better day oh oh my my sun-night who would … who could believe a better way? sunlight run like a river sunlight in-between the clouds sunshine all-light giver I can’t believe you still you coming down ~

Hepburn trip: passing rising

the channel in the road holds water a car overtakes mist rises ~

testing (behind the screen)

Poem #172 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction that is a scratch-ing sound he claws his fingers drags them down a line on the screen compares what he hears with what he heard a softened clomp surely that was a …

Hepburn Trip: tumble-fleed

flee the road tumbleweed flee or I will roll you I’ll roll you down flat ~

unable anymore

Poem #171 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction I stared at the wall saw nothing listened closely to … . . . . tried to write with fingers paralyzed by nothing I watched my imagination dark glasses fedora long coat …

ford street remains

ford street starts in the middle at the post office tower with the clock that looks four ways it’s the dolphin café that’s tried to change but always looks tired in the week that follows each facelift it used to be a barber shop but now it’s empty space the man with the scissors is …

return for lost things

things left behind childhood innocence trust where will they find them again ~ News: Return to Parkland

Hepburn trip: full of stars

a tree full of stars the glisten of leaves caught sunlight waved by the wind ~

Hepburn trip: where the glory

mountain ranges of cloud so white who knew there was such glory in storm ~

bored

Poem #170 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction it started gradually a creeping sense of non- involvement things happened around him activated his responses and reactions but were in a way beside him at some point he became aware that …