photo by Zalman Berkowitz
photo by Zalman Berkowitz

details like a scrap of paper

at a bus stop looking

closely a fortune cookie no cookie

“you are talented with your hands” thanks

the Gift and the Practice that

comes with it reminder:

talent alone won’t save us because Vigilance

and cookies are so delicious to my mind

sometimes Even talented

hands miss messages

like scraps of paper

through fingertips crunch

of sugar egg flour fortunes from

strangers we make marks always

before outcomes like

my heart now and the light

downtown sun rays golden filtered through silver clouds ground damp and cold cozy inside.

I wonder if the sun knows what

sunlight looks like to my eyes now

like gifts from strangers I am found reflecting

of course not, that’s impossible

like walking or breathing or life based on Carbon

smile thankful

there are muscles in the face that if you squeeze them right

they make you happy

how cool is that!


Magic Moment




Hocus Pocus



The magic of this moment:



Unfolding as sine-waves at rivers flow

stippled chuckle box

y’know freckles and curly cues

I mean


like the hair-do.

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photo by Zalman Berkowitz
photo by Zalman Berkowitz

go where you go

do what you do

do be do be do

doo da doo

doo doodet doo

bwop bwop bwop