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A Moment, in a sea
Moments. The heart clings.Is that the content of life past… the points of light we recall, and the rest fall into the dark interstices of memory.Isn’t that the most normal thing… like losing skin cells, all but unnoticed, they go quietly back into the churning wheels of life.As shall us all. Why then, this clamoring,…
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Capa Taro
∆ Indochina Capa jumps Jeep two feet creep up the road To photo to record meat lumps and war They advance as does his chance very yellow white flashA violent wrench grips mass rips light tears limbs like ragsBurst so high finally Capa landsMine is a watery pit Painless with immense distanceFrom medic from colleague,…
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NOW In Thrall
Here I am. Certain that this is it. The middle part of my life has arrived. Thick. Thick with life, and fat with the juice of the past. Choked with the present, stuffed to the gills, awash, in thrall. I do not know how to adequately describe this present moment. Maybe a scene on a…
Photographs. Sort of.