Monday, February 6, 2012


a newspaper flaps
like a broken bird
on warm bitumen
the hollow, rattly
sound of buses
echoes in tunnels

clutch in, gear out
gear in, clutch out
turn left, turn right
try not to turn at all
movement without
thought or progress

a single person in each
with a single purpose
we hum, roar, clank
wait, rev and fume
our separate ways

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Coming back

So it's been more than 6 months since my last post, and I'm not even sure why. Nothing dramatic or incredibly interesting has happened. Just the dailiness of life and much time passing while I carefully cultivate intentions to do things that I have not done.

I am a starter, by personality. I am most enthused by the newness of things, by ideas and creating and planning. That's when I have energy and drive, when I can pour all of myself into my latest work or project.

I think that I started this blog with grand ideas about eloquence and writing, ticking an item off one of those 'things I've wanted to do' lists. Not thinking about what it meant to me, or how I would keep it going when life gets mundane, or when I don't have anything inspired to say. Which of course, is most of the time. So who am I writing for?