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Wed., April 18
Wow, a whole year went by without an entry. What was 2017 worth anyway ( Read more... ) -
Spring 2016
I've been getting my hands dirty planting seeds for our backyard garden here at 52 Royal Terrace in Aberdeen, Maryland. It is the highlight of our home life. Navin, now two years old, can run free in the backyard. Coconut spends most of her time at my folks place ten miles south in Abingdon, but she is still my dog. Suli, Emily's cat, is happier ( Read more... ) -
Let go, Mets
The Mets made it to the World Series this year if 2015. I took Navin to Citi Field several times for day games. We saw Syndergaard get three hits, one which was a home run... We saw many great games, a few tough ones. I drove around Brooklyn listening to the games on the radio, cursing my road rage toward the Mets. Then, in June, we moved down to ( Read more... ) -
Due Date
A foghorn blows from the harbor at the bottom of the hill. The gentle rush of traffic on the BQE rises, pierced by a truck horn now and then. No construction across the backyard today, all is mostly quiet, a far cry from the Harlem bustle I moved from some three months ago. I'd spent three plus years trying to adapt to that uptown environment, ( Read more... ) -
haiku #1
The moon is near full.
Up late again.
I am finally tired. -
Oct. 20, 2011
The ends of my days are often much like the beginning of my days, the way I tend to remember them like dreams and then let go. Tuesday wasn't too eventful; I began the work-a-day shift reluctantly as ever. I bought the coat I had been saving for, finally, now that we are on winter's doorstep. I also scratched the itch I've had to duck into the dark ( Read more... ) -
learning to love through the abstract
My sister flew to Brazil yesterday, making her second trip down there in as many years. My dad sent me a text a couple days ago requesting my presence on Christmas day to be spent with just the two of my parents and my grandfather. I declined. My mother and I went to Lincoln Center last week to watch a performance of the Nutcracker, our undying ( Read more... ) -
early resolutions
November has never been so sweet on the east coast regarding the weather. I've taken advantage by taking my bike out on the days where my jacket keeps me warmer than I need. I know as everybody knows what we can expect to be in store for the upcoming winter. Besides the climate, I feel like this winter I can make truly different for my third round ( Read more... ) -
the Thanksgiving day blues
Time presses forward as I lie in wait, for what, I don't know. I watch it like a child with his face pressed up against the glass looking at the street lamps in the night time thinking that it may just be the right time for just about anything. I remember years passed as my nephews and niece and extended families become a reality that I am more and ( Read more... )
