The far-off landscape through thick, dirty glass
declines too fast for genuine observation,
at first unnoticed – then the first elation
becomes dejection as the views amass:
a wild variety...
Journey # 2
Light falls in tattered rags across the beach –
the clouds are playing tag. When they diverge
the sun comes out a moment, then retires
behind the drifting grey. The view is wide
Joy # 2
“Twelve bars. Coltrane leafs through
Just in Time
Justin boots and tight Lee jeansby
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