Stop and stare in awe.See ambivalence and joy.Deftly welcome more. #haiku
As you walk on asphalt, concrete, or stone, you take it for granted that there is solid ground beneath your feet. Not in the city. Seeing this man guarding an open manhole while his colleague was working in the bowels of the Dearborn St, deep under the surface only reminded that solid ground under my... Continue Reading →
Arose from shadows,braving howl of the wind,lit by rays unseen.#haiku
Life grinds to a halt.For a steel snake to pass through.Dirty and tired. #haiku
Dark shadows prowl.Stars illuminate their path.Come and go. Silence.#haiku
Wooden toys listen.Incense perfume lingers on.Yet, no one talking.#haiku
Yearning for wisdom.Follow the yellow brick road.It's but at arm's length.#haikuA tiny park on the very edge of the train loop on Van Buren, just across the street from Chicago's Harold Washington Library. I like how they've rehabbed the L stop and made it look more traditional than contemporary. Fits the college district nicely.
Lurking in shadows. Afraid of light far and near.Peeks and disappears.#haiku
#SeeingRedSeries Entrance into Chicago's coveted Jazz Showcase. I have never been inside, but have read that this is where the the city's best live jazz shows are held with a rather small venue of less than 200 seats. Located on the east side of Dearborn Station complex, just south of The Loop. The founder of... Continue Reading →
Still yet imposing.Freedom-less numbers inside.Lives turned upside down. #haiku One day, there will be time in our society where there is no need for prisons and people can get all the support they need to avoid committing crimes, or being unjustly incarcerated. There must be a better and preventative solution than this.
