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About gimble

I've never understood why solitary confinement is considered a punishment. My favorite time of year is when vacation forces me to drive long hours on the overnight stretch, all other companions in the car asleep, my thoughts and the dark stretch of white-striped road all to myself. Having said that, I can happily keep busy inside my head, yet am distracted by so much of the larger world that I waste time putting those thoughts generated by those distractions down on cyber-paper. Maybe I want to see if anyone else feels likewise. Though not as bright, sharp or hard as a diamond, I am many faceted - esoteric in my literature, tending toward magic realism - pop-culture vulturish in my take on media - sentimental enough to cry at dog food commercials - and a lover of kitsch, like diners and other holes in the wall of life.

Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia

“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.

1964 World’s Fair Unisphere

Flushing Meadows Park
once a site of hope. There, a
globe pledged future peace.

Morning in LeFrak City

On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.

only blog can make a tree

a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language

haikouldn’t ask it of you

“Read my poem? Please?”
In real life I’d get blank stares.
Here, you’re back for more.

Dubious milestone

Just over five months
This one four hundred fifty
Art or wasted time?

I’ve lied to you

A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.

Spring in the air

Mud has a smell that’s
like waking up to coffee.
You know you’re alive.

Snowmelt

the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn

March 20

The equinox means
equal night and day worldwide
yin and yang of light.