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Showing posts with label Tuesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tuesday. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Observation - November 5th, 2020, Tuesday

 Coffee on the terrace of the penthouse


Morning on 49th Street, Radio City


Rockefeller Plaza, a few hundred feet away


Columns of concrete, glass and steel push up into the powder blue sky


Green-copper spires reflected in mirrors one thousand feet tall


Their soft patina wavering in the sunlight



A curious pigeon comes to greet me



The sounds of the city are pressing


A steady drone of HVAC permeates the atmosphere


Sirens wail and saws whine, over the drone of engines


As the arhythmic clang of steel on steel fills the air with hollow waves


While all around me hammers fall


The city hums with a ghostly bustle




Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Observation - May 5th, 2020, Tuesday

It is a bright morning

There is a plane flying overhead, though the city is quiet

There is a robin chirping in the tree outside my window

My lady is working at loom, weaving on a hoop

Kitty is begging for butter

Seventy thousand Americans will have died

From complications due to COVID-19

By the end of today

The news is increasingly grim

There are politicians telling us to prepare

Be ready to lose more

Americans must be ready to sacrifice

Like they did in World War II

This time we march into the jaws of a faceless beast

To feed an economy, that is hungry for our lives

As valuable as kibble, scattered on the floor

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Observation - June 4th, 2019, Tuesday

There is the soft light of morning in late spring

The solstice is approaching, summer will soon be in full swing

A bus rumbles by the window, the number 4, rolling down Bryant

The noise filters in through the window screen, with a cool breeze.

Kitty licks a spot of butter from her paw

A dog is barking on his morning walk

People are stirring on their way to work

The birds have grown quiet for the rush hour

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Observation - July 3rd, 2018, Tuesday


Kitty stretches her front paw
A sparrow cut across the plane of view from the front window
Cool clear light bends through the wavy glass

It is quiet in the morning
The cup filled with coffee is warm in my hand
A breeze on my neck from the black plastic fan

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Observation - April 3rd, 2018, Tuesday

Everything is covered in snow
             A thick sheet of ice

Clings to the ground beneath it

            The treachery of April

Cold, seeping through the window

            Plows scrape the street

Outside, the green lawn is buried

            Robin, into the nest retreats

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Observation - May 2nd, 2017, Tuesday


It is 4:00 am, and dark in the morning
The house is cold and quiet
It is wet outside, after days of rain
And snow

Kitty is curled up on the back of her chair
Her white chin resting on her white paws
I can hear her breathing
The low rumble as she shifts and turns
She ignores the news cast I am watching
More interested in the clicking of my fingers


Tuesday, March 1, 2016

March 1st, 2016, Tuesday - Observation


The snow is mostly gone.

The sky was lighting at six in the morning; when I left for work.

There was a fresh dust of white on the ground, that disappeared in the first few hours of morning.

The green is coming to my lawn, pushing past the pale yellow blades, the gray and brown remnants of leaves, the twigs fallen from the apple tree.

My cat followed the white tail of rabbit with her eyes; as she rested on the couch, by the window bay, lucid, and dreaming of the hunt.

It is election day in Minnesota, caucus day, and there is a pensive energy in the air.

I am for Hillary, but I think most of my town is for Bernie.

I think Minnesota will go hard left as well.

My cat does not care, she wants to share my chicken.