Friday, October 31, 2008

Tilly Losch, 1928
E. O.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Allan Davey

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

come and find me

if i could trace the line that ran

between your smile and your sleight of hand
i'd guess that you put something up my sleeve
now every time i see your face the bells ring in a far-off place
we can find each other this way i believe

from the hills and up behind, my town
is naked from the horizon down
the curvature is pressed against the raise
and we walked up in the fields alone

the silence fell just like a stone
that got lost in the wild blue and the gravel grey

come and find me now
come and find me now

though i'm here in this far-off place
my air is not your time and space
i draw you close with every breath
you don't know it's right until it's wrong
you don't know it's yours until it's gone
i didn't know that it was home ‘til you up and left

come and find me now
come and find me now

i keep you in a flower vase

your fatalism, crooked face

with the daisies and the violet brocades
and i keep me in a vacant lot
in the ivy's forget-me-nots
hoping you will come and untangle me one of these days

come and find me now
come and find me now

josh ritter

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Providence, 1968
Harry Callahan

Monday, October 6, 2008

World's Fair, New York City, 1964
Garry Winogrand

Sunday, October 5, 2008

A Summer Night, 1890
Winslow Homer