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http://www.ogler.net The eagles hunch together on the rock like an elderly couple on their porch. As they gaze over the salty water and the islands that have been their stomping ground, I can see them

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http://www.ogler.net Green moss covers the forest with its patience. It is the single indicator of age in a forest where days are only breaths. Trees, which can not remember being short enough to see

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Against the ocean, the man is less substantial than the rocks who have earned their shape by constant wear. He waits until the tide has left the beach stranded and without the force of waves before he

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http://www.ogler.net I can imagine this spider was bent by the small asian woman who sits crouched on the sidewalks of Chinatown creating creatures from straw. His delicate legs are really the tips of

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http://www.ogler.net After a shaky, difficult climb up four stairs to the stage, a few moments of contemplative skating resembling pacing, the boy presses his back to the curved wall of the amphitheat

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Underneath the bridge the light focuses only on my exit. Each of the other arches gathers darkness like trashcan lids gather rain. Ahead of me, Central Park waves its green arms along the path welcomi

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I wrap the river and Connecticut around my index finger like cotton candy. Scoop it up from the large metal machine where it was produced and with a simple turn of my wrist and an extra flick, even th

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I find this beautiful and then wonder why. Here, it is the texture. While sight can so often be inaccurate, unfocused, a hallucination, special theater effect, or even a simple blur of heat above pave

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The Marijuana march crawls down Broadway with the lethargy of an alligator after bathing in the sun; both the mob and the alligator have the potential to be dangerous, to swing a spiked tail, and part

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We inflict our world with patterns like a referee enforcing rules. Through patterns that we find in coincidence we create gods who change chance to reason and assure ourselves that even unknowable act

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The sailboats are insistent with their colors. When the clouds turn Manhattan into a study in charcoal and the sky becomes just another smudge among the buildings, the colors of the hulls seem even st

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The walruses, when seen from land, look like large, blunt rocks. They are the color of the sky above the ocean just before a storm and their dull pebbly eyes are as distant as the chips of thick, han

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So much in the city is about focus. It can be dirty- scattered with garbage every few feet, discarded food soaking in the run off of sludge along the sidewalk, napkins and newspapers blowing from the

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At 52, the man with sun wrinkled skin can not remember his fourth grade teacher. He is beyond childhood memories. Two of his sons went into the army. One returned. For the other, they left a well-carv

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The shadows of the World Trade Center are cast upon the clouds with a directness which is startling. They are the tall, thin figures dancing in a cave, around a fire they built, whooping and pointing

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