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Slice of Life

Local Queens residents pause in front of the corner Greek pizza shop to watch the Presidential Debates, which were broadcast on large-screen TVs and through a loudspeaker on the street.

My Ode

To Rudy Burckhardt

Cloistered.

A recent trip to the Cloisters was chalk full of beheaded Angels, dismembered Virgin Marys, and other Medieval depictions of Christ and Biblical figures. Enjoy!

Leaves Compared With Flowers

by Robert Frost

A tree's leaves may be ever so good,
So may its bar, so may its wood;
But unless you put the right thing to its root
It never will show much flower or fruit.

But I may be one who does not care
Ever to have tree bloom or bear.
Leaves for smooth and bark for rough,
Leaves and bark may be tree enough.

Some giant trees have bloom so small
They might as well have none at all.
Late in life I have come on fern.
Now lichens are due to have their turn.

I bade men tell me which in brief,
Which is fairer, flower or leaf.
They did not have the wit to say,
Leaves by night and flowers by day.

Leaves and bar, leaves and bark,
To lean against and hear in the dark.
Petals I may have once pursued.
Leaves are all my darker mood.

Flowers and Fences

Recently, I realized that I have captured a few photographs of flowers creeping their way through a chain-link fences. Perhaps I am drawn to the logical symbolism, the urban poetry, the very Ian Malcolm-y-ness of the relationship: that nature, um, ah, finds a way.











Astoria, Summer 2008


















Washington Heights, Fall 2008


















Santa Monica, CA, Summer 2007

Autumn in New York

Sugar Maple Foliage (30th Avenue, Queens)













Jackson Pollock's Autumn Rhythm (Number 30)

Aisle 4

They're Identical. And they can even finish each other's stamens!

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