Good evening, all!
Friendly reminder that--unless called upon--
we ask all spirits to remain on mute.
The connection can be a little spotty,
but we want to see all we can as the veil thins,
so please keep your third eye open
until it’s your time to commune.
Thank you again for attending this evening of digital divination.

Oh, and feel free to put your deepest, darkest questions in the chat box.
The moderator/medium will address them in turn.

blindly finding honey locusts
still blessedly bred with thorns.

climbing to new heights
just to keep a proper distance.

appreciating the red of a leaf
stuck low to damp cement
as higher winds chap your own chin red.

pressing a flower in the fold
of a note not sent
giving each another chance at purpose.

On a none-too-distant shore
bobbed the sun
moored like unvoiced hope
waiting for its chance to swim.

26 blocks from my new home, the world ends in a celebration of cliffs and waves and the glory of new edges. Tucked behind a marvel of architecture is a place I'll come to when the desire to seek meets with the need to hide.

The world's largest camera.

Behind saloon doors, costing less than a cup of coffee at the cafe above, the world's end waits to be observed. Admired. Held at a distance.

I want to share it with you. This near and dear distance. Revel in its focus. Become the unseen eye, serene in the water's tumult.

Did you ever see it?

Are you seeing it now?