Tag Archives: Photographs

Found in Escapes

What if I seek light in This night. Flicker lights falling upon my Cheek, glistening a part of it, a part Still left hidden. What if I seek journey here Sitting at a deserted bus stand, who Uses them anyway? Maybe, Some adventures are good untravelled What if I seek dance in The still trees […]

Reading the Landscape: 16

Giuseppe Labbate 1937-2016 The old man who lived next door died last week. Since I didn’t speak much Italian and he didn’t speak much English, we didn’t have much contact. Occasionally he would yell at me for shoveling snow in the wrong place. He also helped maintain a small colony of semi-feral cats who are […]