February thaw
a new patch of orange
on the river
… by dagosan
Catching another sunset or two in photos before we “archivize” this weblog on Saturday seemed like a good idea, as the afternoon waned today. [click “more” below to see some of the photographs] Naturally, I managed to dawdle so long at this keyboard that I only caught the last few moments before the sun dipped behind nearby hills. My timing was a metaphor of sorts for much that has happened (and not) lately in my life. Of course, the sunset itself was a too-obvious symbol (along with the promised sunrise after a long dark night) for the ending of an important era in my life.
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– sunset along the Mohawk River, Schenectady, NY, at Cucumber Alley, Feb. 26, 2009; dedicated to Arthur P. Giacalone, who would have been 90 years old today –
the river
full of ice
broken free……………………. Tom Clausen – Upstate Dim Sum (2005/II)
Once I got the lay of the land, I knew I had to go nextdoor to the Cucumber Alley yard of Bob and Sylvie Briber, if I wanted to capture the sunset reflecting off the newly melted waters of the Binne Kill (creek), where it joined the Mohawk. At that point, the metaphors for my life-after-f/k/a multiplied. From ice on the Mohawk breaking up, and traffic heading across the Western Gateway Bridge,
to the two fools walking near broken ice .. .
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.. and the newly uncovered picnic table, the sunset set the stage for new stages, dangers, and opportunities.
first day of winter
my walk extends
to the middle of the river
… by Yu Chang – from “Season’s Greetings 2009 Letter: Stream – River” (Ed., Mohammed H. Siddiqui, Baltimore, MD, 2008)
Of course, living in the present moment means realizing that communing with sunset was not getting my final posting done as f/k/a‘s self-imposed March 1st deadline looms near. So, it’s time for me to get back to fretting over lawyer fees. I do hope to return to this post to add a few more river-sunset haiku over the next couple of days.
rivermoon
we run
out of words
…. by Roberta Beary – “Season’s Greetings 2009 Letter”
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.. As I wrote a couple months ago, there is definitely something about sunsets that holds my attention and affection. Click that link for a few more shots along “my” stretch of the Mohawk River, in Schenectady, and more sunset poems. Two nights ago (Feb. 24, 2009), I found a winter sky with a bit more sunset color than this evening. Here are two shots from the end of my block taken that evening.
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– – photos by David Giacalone, Schenecady, NY, February 2009 —
waking too late
for dawn
– he pencils-in sunset
.. by dagosan
afterwords: This is the “last f/k/a sunset,” shot from my backyard, along the Mohawk in Schenectady, on February 28, 2009, just before I wrote the last posting for this weblog. Looks rather bittersweet, don’t you think?:
