Seasonal trek

It Happened One Night

Solstice:
Arctic circle
polar bear sunset fear
lured Uan north before sunset
chuckled

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Cycling turns

Drop a legend like Eric Zabel and get behind a big German---someone to knock off the top dog? Baseball may be America's game, but cycling is the world game--many would argue football (scoccer), but that is a sport of nations.

I first became interested in cycling when I learned of the exploits of Jacques Anquetil near the end of his cycling career in 1966. With college diploma in hand, I was looking face-to-face at war as a newly married person. I turned to the freedom of the bicycle of my youth to think things through.

It didn't make sense then and war is still a poor standin for freedom.

Live Strong Cycling

Racing—
Team fueher sport
in the Tour de France home.
Revolutionary war hope
turned blue.

If we could turn the clock back we would drink tonight and ride tomorrow as Thomas Hardy so ably said in "The Man He Killed."

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A take on "Washington Square" by Beauford Delaney

As I remember Beauford Delaney’s painting of Washington Square" when I saw it at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts in March: There was something about that painting that struck a deep chord of confused sensory stimuli— something not quite comfortable yet inviting like a scene lit by a thunderstorm.



Thunder Storm Jazz Scene

Wind bent
street reflections
blown blue, cybernetic
yellows, siren red night rumbling . . .
eye spiel.