Who is Phaedrus? He explores interior frontiers where we meet to discover possibilities of ourselves... He is in the shadows, in the sounds, in the strains of music filtering through, in the past and somewhere in a distant time to be...
Friday, December 09, 2005
Beautiful Snow for the Moment
Surprised by the snow storm that suddenly painted New York City a soft chiffon-like white/ hot coffee and roll from Moxa/ watching the snow with big wet flakes blanket the morning in quietness/even the machines clearing the snow sound muffled and distant/ coffee shops and businesses tucked away from the street seem sleepy and slow to open/ somehow this morning snowstorm, although almost paralyzing the metropolitan area, seems private/ something to be shared intimately/ these trivial moments often dwindle to extinction unless we take some special notice of them...
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