A parade participant plays to the crowd at Montreal’s 2019 National Day Parade.
2019.June.24
The Hustler
This beaver was surveying its surroundings to make sure that the coast was clear before
coming out to munch on some grass. Crown Point Historic Site/New York State/2019.June.25
The Doe (after Arthur Sze)
The river was rosy at dawn.
I saw a doe, stopped
in the water.
And when the doe walked, modest waves
flowed from behind her. I was
a statue then. And sensed
the doe hesitate. And at dusk, dozing,
the river was amber in the
June mist.
Cardinal Caper II
A female cardinal contemplates the best way to approach a feeder.
Allentown, Pennsylvania, USA
2019.June.06
Cardinal Caper
A male cardinal forages for dropped seeds on a warm June afternoon.
Allentown, Pennsylvania, USA
2019.June.6
Finch’s Feast
A male and a female finch prepare to enjoy an afternoon snack.
Allentown, Pennsylvania, USA
2019.June.06
The Tailor
A tailor labors by candlelight,
gold rimmed glasses slipping
down his rosy nose. Outside,
wet snow bleeds from burnt sky.
Threadbare fingers, frail but firm,
feel fat folds of velvet while
discolored eyes glance at the mantle,
resenting those two brass hands,
those tyrannical sentries of old,
that won’t let him sleep.
The First Door On the Left
You enter the room where you child self dreamed.
Your dreams have changed but the room has not
The water-stained ceiling has not forgotten how your
salt-caked eyes stared wildly up at its jowls, dazed by
what the day had dealt you, oh so ready to retreat into
your ever expanding skull.
Those walls, those taciturn aunts and uncles, recall
your mirthful mouth making merry after August
birthday thrills and encounters with middle school
Rudy Valentinos.
The pre-Instagram picture window, alone now as it
was then, reflects on who you were, who you are, and
who you may yet become.
You leave the room where your child self dreamed.
The room has changed but your dreams have not.
Organic Wine Opener
This collage is made from blueberries, raspberries, muenster cheese, rosemary, thyme,
and pistachios. It was photographed and then passed through a texture filter.
This was an assignment for a graphic design course that I completed in April of 2019.
Radiating Rosemary
Placing a few sprigs of rosemary on a warm radiator in the winter months can make a dwelling smell heavenly. Despite the arrival of April, Brooklyn still hasn’t managed to
fully jump into spring.
2019/April/2
sundry folly 