Saturday, March 17, 2007

2 bags

the bright light blue one to the right
carried the lunch containers, empty now

the brown paper classic bag to the left
contained my dinner of that night:
vegetarian soup and dinner salad w/1 slice of bread
from this vegetarian restaurant Jyoti Bihanga
very close to my house

camera nikkormat, iso 400 film
i do carry a lot of food around...

interpreter of maladies

i just finished reading
44. interpreter of maladies
a collection of stories
by jhumpa lahiri

i just can say:

you'll know why if you read it...

blue mail box

I saw her this morning again
The woman by the parking lot

She walks fast from the office
To the sidewalk across
Deposits her letters
An oblong mail blue box

As she walks under the shadows that the buildings
On the floors of pavement have drawn
She shivers and holds her arms
Rubbing one against other
To heat from that rhythmical cold-warm-cold

And when there’s a gap between buildings
& the sun heats the before-cold-nothingness
just then she lets her arms go
Stretches soundly
& Turning her head a bit up
smiles soft to the sun

The letters, the bills
envelops of different sizes, various colors, textures, and sorts
Are on their way to a destiny
Always for me