glass. BART & bicycles. Art is everywhere and frequently behind glass But this art is removed & replaced many times, although not put back in the same place. Much like a poem and a meal. Repeated many times (perhaps, several times a day). Never the same -- quite. Something sweet about the irony of all those BART wheels moving noisy on rails and these above deliciously silent. Exactly what a poem wishes. Ah, the appreciative silence after a satisfying meal.
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ReplyDeleteI would like to visit the Orient some day. I understand the gardens in Japan are very orderly and clean. I don't recall seeing any leaves in the pictures of them. I suppose a very formal attitude goes along with that. Nothing ever seems completely satisfactory, though sometimes I will feel a real calm inside, when all the pieces make sense for a while, like a ship moving straight and sure toward its destination.
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