Phenomena

Yellow and white balconies on apartment buildings, orange tile roofs, red and white smokestacks trailing light gray smoke into morning clouds through beads of condensation on the windows-- construction cranes rising beyond stone bridges built four hundred years in the past.

Wildflowers in early spring blur down the line, suggesting possibilities of who we are and how we live.  All these things comprise, with all things, our being and reality, the lives we burden with name brands and ideologies, information useful and trivial, personalities and problems of people we will never meet, seen every day in combinations of word and image, reportage and commentary and endless opinion, much of it pointless.