Flying from London to Cork

The waves break white - pushing back against the ocean - the wind like a mother pulling her children along - dragging their feet & moaning about home & "How far?"

NYC 3:31 AM

It's amazing how this city augments movement.

A truck rumbles across the BQE & this apartment trembles.

In the subway stations, as a train thunders in, the ground shakes & the air blows like a burst of breath thru a blue trumpet.

At sunset, the glow of Manhattan slides across the clouds, lazily mingling with the last of what the sun has to offer.