WHAT IS THE WAY, ANY WAY?

WHAT IS THE WAY, ANY WAY? I was working in the dark, in the office alone — early work, night was still fallen. I was thinking about this, for myself. “Who are you, any way?” Of course, I’m thinking about this for others — those that I...

LIGHT

LIGHT STREAM IN….TOUCHING LIGHT, WHERE YOU FIND IT. STRETCHES OF LIGHT, THAT CAN BE TEXTURES IN PLACE. When I travel, the idea of looking into the light, when I find it streaming, a streak across the floor — marbled, slatted, smooth, roughened or otherwise...

The Y

Y? I ponder the way, the crossroads turning — I’m going one way, then another; as I walk that road, I come to the letter, the way — and it’s telling me there’s a juncture there; it might be hat I go this one way, then another > and...

THE SYMBOLISM OF THE GATES: PORTALS OF TRANSITION

While the wind storms, the days are darkening, there’s a crossing between the sensing of light – and the paths of darkness. I walk, I move, to the light side from the dark, and from the light, back into the darkness — carrying that light, even the...

THE LONG WALK BACK

THE LONG WALK BACK I was thinking about the ancient way of the forest, back — 800 years ago, when the seedlings were new; and the roads, that made their way there, they simply can’t survive — much as they try, they slowly disappear. The roots ruffle...