Travel

San Fran Skyline 2

Started sketching while waiting to pick up my son from school.  Then the bell rang, so I didn’t get to finish.  Still, this small study seems to stand on its own.

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Baskets

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Baskets

                                                   —for Annelies

Not the one carried by little red riding hood

Skipping through woods to grandma’s house

Not the metal one screwed to my first bike

Nor the netted one through which I swished

My first free throw:  There’s another basket

One we sit in patiently, tomatoes at a corner store

Each awaiting fingers, a squeeze, a test to reject

We are all tomatoes:  skinny, fat, juicy red

Embarrassed by our flaws, our absent hot-house taste

My own basket, woven now for fifty years

Not made of straw, not woven strips of wood

At some point, we leave our baskets on the street

Outside some corner store, out in the air

Bare for all to see, to poke and squeeze and sniff

Look — See that man skipping down the street?

He’s light as a feather, a strip of straw

A girl on her way to grandma’s house

 

In Blue Hawaii

Just got back from a quickie across the ocean.

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Stayed up on the northwest tip of Kamehameha’s island.

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Had a nice room with a patio view of a lush hillside.

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Got to spend some time at the beach.

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Went to see some touristy historical sites.

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Took a hike through a lava-locked pikupa forest.

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Checked out the Kohala coast.

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Watched Venus rise over palms.

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Had to come home much too soon.

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Big Fish

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Many thanks to Gyroscope Review for publishing the following poem in their Winter 2017 issue: 

Big Fish

                                         —restaurant & bungalows

Last year, a beach-view balcony

  a midnight breeze brought salt

    thirsty lime juice on our lips

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At lunch, cotton-stuffed cushions

  tables tall as crisscrossed knees

    curries spiced with dragon weed

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This year, a cold-water room out back

  garden dogs, mosquito verandah

    laptop lines and letters glow

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Tonight, back for another sea breeze

  pineapple curry on chicken and rice

    I breathe the freedom absence brings

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Your absence, a ghost seated beside me

  stirs her own papaya pleasure

   same same, yes yes, but different

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Moleskine: December

Been thinking a lot of Montevideo… sketched a few things from Plaza Independencia…

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These were done super quick, rapidamente, sketching past the fear that they’d be bad…

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Went last night to the Hotel Rex for a reading of San Francisco travel writers…

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Had to sketch stuff quick before it moved…

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The reading was over in less than an hour… Stuff don’t last long… Gotta catch it on the fly…