2.26.2009

Standing on the Corner

Interesting observation today, reader. While I was waiting for a particular lunch companion, I stood on the corner of two streets. When on the corner, Pivoting left and right reveals not just the street to your left or right, but gives you a view down many blocks. You can also see the same up or down each street; meaning you are in place to view streets in all directions. This forms, of course, a kind of cross pattern, but it also overcomes the tendency of buildings to block your view. Standing in the middle of the street would give you the same view, but of course without the safety of the sidewalk.

I suppose this is the view of the corner-stone.

I SEE ALL AROUND ME

2.19.2009

Adam

it is addressed thusly:
An ode.

it reads:
I want to be like the old ones
Walking long endless days
Among the grasses and sighs of summer
Where there cities of stone
And among the cairns and high places
The depths of lakes and seas
Call out in response to light steps
And deep, far places loom
Breathing with unseen life

I want to be like the ancient ones
Who climbed the rope to heaven
And came down again to sit
For days over days and nights
On the grotesque cliffs
And breathe the morning dews
Sleeping mildly under moons
To awake and continue always
Unceasing in thought

I want to be like the elders
Who of old were unknowable
Singing the first tones
To that unceasing song
So that man joined
Who plucked the strings
Of the first bows and harps
Whose hands spoke to the stones
And moved them, Whose hands
Knew what the earth was.

I want to be like those
Whom I have for but names
Singular, but never alone
With no need for pining
Or fearing or despairing
Whose lights were flames
And minds were mirrors
Who wrote the first word
And erased it
Because the world was too young.