From high in the corporate tower, in the dim distance, in the atmosphere of drifting fog, the curving highway, everybody driving home, a flowing river of light.
White blood stream of the city.
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A Pulsing Imagination - Ray Clews' Paintings
A video of some of my late brother Ray's paintings and poems I wrote for them. Direct link: https://youtu.be/V8iZyORoU9E ___
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I have been asked to offer a presentation of some of my performance videopoems at Mount Pleasant Public Library on Thursday Feb 25th from ...
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Abrasion #2, Created, Interpreted, Edited, Sound & Music by Joaquim Gil & Nuno Tavares , and I love their YouTube channel name: &quo...
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The Buddha says: “ You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself .” The path is uncertain. Uncertainty is the guiding for...
These two posts, they seem a couplet on enchanted vision. On breaking through the clouds, on seeing things from perspective of both heaven and earth.
ReplyDeleteThe views here are extraordinary, so are the antique-filled dining and sitting rooms and Persian carpets... ah, but the banks, how to encompass such divergences. The natural world and the moneyed world. I let the images come, express themselves and I learn from what they say too. Thanks, my muse, my friend...
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