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My rea­son for lay­ing beside you and smelling like beer When you fin­ish read­ing this I want you to be able to paint The sky I saw when I walked out To the garbage bin at dusk. Look up past the spring buds Blur­ring the kinky ends of the ginko To the rib­bon of sky, upended by […]

From Pictorymag.com. Urban use, dis­use and decay from Detroit. Build­ings have a con­tex­tual iden­tity when they are in use, even when they are dete­ri­o­rat­ing. They take on a mea­sure of human intent. When build­ings are dis­man­tled, they lose their iden­tity, becom­ing as ran­dom as any nat­ural encounter. The jux­ta­po­si­tion of use, dis­use and decay creates […]

Just how bound up nat­ural beauty is with art beauty is con­firmed by the expe­ri­ence of the for­mer. For it, nature is exclu­sively appear­ance, never the stuff of labor and the repro­duc­tion of life, let alone the sub-stratum of sci­ence. Like the expe­ri­ence of art, the aes­thetic expe­ri­ence is that of images. Nature, as appearing […]

I came home last night in a huge wind­storm. The gusts we blow­ing from the west. as my plane dropped down into White Plains, the wind caught the pock­ets under its wings and bat­ted at its nose like a wrestler try­ing to grab hold and slam it into the ground. At our house, the wind […]

This sum­mer has a pat­tern and a habit that winds through it: com­ing down to the kitchen in the early morn­ing, the only one awake in the house; slid­ing the latch on Bella and Charlie’s crate; Bella skit­ter­ing behind me in a hurry and then right­ing her­self when I open the door off the kitchen […]