Some years ago, I photographed Roy Rogers at a meet and greet in New Jersey. A friend of mine recently forwarded an email which reflected on some of the television characters from our childhood years, like Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, The Lone Ranger and Tonto, Sky King and Superman and Sgt. Friday, Captain … Continue reading Nostalgia and the Future of Humanity
I am more aware than ever of my fragility and my mortality. Lately, everything I see and take in reminds me that, as time progresses, there may now be much less time to waste, and yet sometimes what to a casual observer may seem like wasting time is actually an effort to completely immerse myself … Continue reading Reminiscing and Reverie
After The Rain The silence is only an illusion. It’s just that we do not always hear What is actually still there. The echoes of the rain, Stored in memory, Play over again as the dripping remnants Give a rhythmic tapping serenade. The chaotic winds rise and fall as they cause The rustling of leaves … Continue reading After The Rain
As I press my hand to the brass knob Level with my blurred line of sight, Releasing the bolt which holds the door firmly closed, Streaks of brilliant light flood the foyer Through the beveled prisms Of my uncertainty. A mechanical clack announces the release Of the lock as I step tentatively backward, To allow … Continue reading A Wistful Winter Morning
John's Consciousness 