thank you

It’s magic because it’s the first tube of Burt’s Bees I’ve had long enough for the label to fade — and the first tube of Burt’s Bees I’ve neither lost nor laundered within two weeks of purchase.

cling to the doorway
while strangers pass, and you go
largely unnoticed.

This was me a loooong time ago (circa 1979-80), back when the future stretched out in front of me and I couldn’t wait to get there.

I was standing atop the doghouse, wearing my favorite shorts (“favorite” being shorthand for any article of clothing I insisted on wearing every single day, without regard to situational protocol or the item’s state of cleanliness). They were red, though you can’t tell from the photo, and they were emblazoned with the number 32 on the left leg.

I’m not sure why the picture’s in black and white – I remember it in full color, just like it was yesterday.

If only.

we love homecomings
even more than we hated
to send you away.

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My expressions are often subjected to the limitations of text, so I’m always pleased when someone finds a way to give my words a little more impact. Which is why I’m sharing this piece of visual art. It was put together by the talented folks at iFractal and sent my way by Frank.

It couples a haiku I posted last month (“advocate“) with a photo (“Lapsana apogonoides“) from jam343’s flickr photostream.

Jam343’s photo is licensed under and used in accordance with a creative commons attribution 2.0 generic license.

Check out the rest of jam343’s superb photos.