Today I saw
a storm come
over the River
I want to draw
the blue hole
in the
clouds
Beyond the
256 shades
of grey are
hues of blues
It is comforting
to know that there
is something
beyond
What I see
immediately
directly
visibly
easily
right there
It hints at
el futuro
yet I am
anchored
here
now
I
find
ways
to
count
the
days
to
spend
my
hours
alone
not
on
the
phone
but
in
the
quiet
painting
sculpting
singing
dancing
from
the view
by the
Path
River
Sea
I
wait
for
you
the
Invisible
One
I originally sent this out via email in May.
--- Dear Friends of Mine Who are Interested in Things, So I crossed the Steel Bridge here in Portland on Saturday, and I noticed that a particularly large cargo ship was docked at the big concrete grain silos right next to the bridge. I also noticed that they were filling it with grain from big chutes at that very moment. Wow, I thought, how lucky that I pass by at the very moment that they're filling it. Tonight, Monday, I took a walk after work and all of downtown seemed veiled in a haze from where I stood on the east side of the river. I walked down by the Steel Bridge again... and they were still loading grain. That's what was filling the air. At first I thought that it was impossible that they could have been loading this whole time, but then I reconsidered. The boat, The Thai Prize, is the size of a mid-century office building, and mostly empty inside. So, of course, I did some research as soon as I got home. Here's what I've learned so far: That kind of ship is known as a Dry Bulk Carrier
