Crucifix

I have become aware
of myself enough to become
aware of death
and to become afraid
and to wish that I was
not afraid.

Lion Gate

Cars sound like rustling leaves
below me, under
the bridge of stone
the leaves roll down the centre
on, by and over the line

shaking in the trees,
a hawk has made himself known
and the memory of a great white owl
silently flying
wide -winged overhead follows me
as
the trees reflect yellow in the river, small
rapids,
no tides
just flowing forward out of the mountains across the prairies and to the sea. I think.

Ages

I have my first ever roll of real black and white back in my hands. It is fantastic. I never want to go back. Also - the library has scanners and negative scanners that I can use at my leisure. I have the secret staff unlocking code.

The ultimate advantage?

The scanners - as you may notice - are not 100% quality. I am forced to keep moving

I have been rejected by all the publications that I have submitted work to so far. I have all the good luck I need to finally succeed now.

All that's left to do is get some more stamps. and go back to work.

Unpaid Leave

I want self to remain one
with a body

I sit with the body.

The man goes to
work all day
I watch a film-like representation
through my eyes
and wave goodbye

frantically
insanely
meditatively

I am shaky with
nothing really
real
reality.

my overcoat too
is not obtainable -I shiver.

a cloud above me is thundering
large animals running across a plain
are moving home to another home.

Paddling

I am going to a digital photo expo today - this being shortly after I decided that digital photogoraphy isn't the way to go. These are digital, and the ones I took in film are probably terrible. Still, I am converted.

White Christmas