G A L V A N I Z E D

by | Feb 11, 2007 | Diary

G A L V A N I Z E D When I awakened, the silence was deafening; it was so quiet, I couldn’t make out a single sound. No electrical humming, no other breath, no sense of stirring, no lapping wave, shorebound. There was nothing, in something — merely the...

Scene, seen.

by | Feb 10, 2007 | Diary

Feather shuffling, for one; standing, surveilled — hawk-eyed seer. Photos by Tim Girvin love : T | decatur island 2.10.07 / 11.22am

2.9.1955

by | Feb 9, 2007 | Diary

m a d e l e i n e & g a b r i e l l e What each of us knows is that there’s always a passing to every little thing — to every large thing, from the smallest insecta, to the grandest universe, and it’s hard to face that; know – that...

days poem

by | Jan 30, 2007 | Diary

Speech, like smoke, wafts just borne — right, whenthat calling — culled, is true. behind that smoke, found surveil, what lies — perhaps lying beneath; truth be told: twice tales and new coins found, there waterdown like sea anemones forgotten in...