With All Fine Corpses

With All Fine Corpses Autumn has come, With all fine corpses masquerading in the folds, Of her steady winds as they ride cool, Through the night. At her building breath, The trees shedding their fading endowment, Of a Season past. She is present now, In all her fired splendor, In all her rain-soaked ash, Her... Continue Reading →

October in the Railroad Earth, Jack Kerouac

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hjPZpaXNsw October in the Rail Road Earth "spontaneous" prose There was a little alley in San Francisco back of the Southern Pacific station at Third and Townsend in redbrick of drowsy lazy afternoons with everybody at work in offices in the air you feel the impending rush of their commuter frenzy as soon theyโ€™ll be... Continue Reading →

Autumnal Equinox

The City, the weather turning now. The Harvest Moons rising high against the edge of the water. Boats rocking against the piers. Tankers and cargo ships anchored in the bay, the waves pushing against the locks. Giant glowing balloons beckoning the bounty of Autumn shorn from the surface of the plentiful terrain, loaded into the... Continue Reading →

Photographs and Memories

https://youtu.be/nSJgWLSb0R0 I've been a Jim Croce fan all my life. This is music my mother introduced me to. We'd listen to records while we did chores. I've mentioned that my upbringing wasn't a particularly happy one, but it wasn't all bad, there were moments that were amazing, poignant, joyful. There is "good and bad" in... Continue Reading →

Every Picture Tells A Story

I have no idea who took this photograph, or where it was taken. It looks like there may have been some alterations involved as to the hue, etcetera, but I've not altered it myself. It was on Tumblr a few years ago and it reminded me so much of a memory that I found myself... Continue Reading →

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