walking all day

in the season when green becomes red and gold and all purities and impurities between those two hues and thoughts turn to harvest and darkness early and late and fire and wool keeps her warm and cotton keeps her cool and the trees are slowly denuded from their leaf wrappings and you and I and all of us live our separate lives under the same sky and speak our separate thoughts under the light and energy of the same sun and everything is just so so so fine and it all comes together like light into the lens of some god’s camera

Calzada del Coto Province of León Castilla y León Kingdom of Spain (taken 18 February 2018) shines forth is radiant is a purifying flame I stand lean by the window glass wall peer look around the world globe and focus concentrate on a single cloud vapor and then the vapor cloud is gone has vanished evaporated and the meter the beat in this bar has just gone to settle into my head my skull my pate and or I look search long for dreams and or certainty solidity in a world being-state stoked stuffed with hidden wisdom and only one word for it but it shines forth is radiant is a purifying flame in the dark glamour of foolishness

courthouse as painted plank floors join plain white wooden paneled walls in a structure ancient—ancient only to now-descendants of the white man who plowed through here in time as the present of the 19th slow century counted towards the 20th by some odd twenty years— built solely of locally hewn timber and locally fired brick by the pull of mule the muscle and silent will of black man cast chained to this land across the dark ocean as a slave—slowly erected solidly in the style known as “Solid Georgia Frontier on Lower Creek Territory Neo-Gothic of the Period of ol’ Andrew Jackson, Slaughterer of Red Men” on this flat plateau as the piedmont’s green rolls over its southern edge undulating as natural hill-shaped structures that move the eye as slowly as the moments move into hours into days into years into centuries into aeons—structures of the process of subtle low old mountain aging into steep hills of red clay amply treed...