February 22, 2011

West Coast Image

by jhon baker

A good, longtime, friend of mine sent this photo to me – taken from his cellphone. I am in love with it. I haven’t seen my friend in nearly a decade, he smartly left Illinois and has made a life for himself by greater beaches – I’d known him since we were both small, both naive, both hungering for a greater tomorrow and freedom. I think of him often, without heartbreak, as ours is an unspoken commitment of kinship.
This image is from the younger brother I never had. and it’s poem is building within me as we speak…

February 22, 2011

nearly this weeks magpie – but it isn’t.

by jhon baker

the light has sometimes painful burning but I miss the sun on my up turned face.

the
light
has
sometimes
painful
burning
but
I
miss
the
sun
on
my
up
turned
face.

                                           the
                              light
                                                    has
                      sometimes
                                           painful
                                                        burning
                                                                        but
                                             I miss
                                                            the sun                           
                                                                           on my
                                               up turned
                           face.

 – Hoc Scripsi

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February 18, 2011

by jhon baker

Today, everything is beautiful.

the weather is beautiful, the sky is beautiful, the hum of the IBM Selectric III is beautiful, Chopin’s Nocturnes are beautiful, my wife is beautiful, my wife is beautiful, and there is nothing else.

February 17, 2011

by jhon baker

everything looks ugly today.