Author’s Note: In the fast-changing world, one in many places having urban sprawl uncreative and uniform, taking over green spaces and wildlife habitats, it is sometimes healthy and soulful to pause and reflect upon something like birds. They are in their flying moments anyhow, emancipated from all this trouble. I saw the other day a […]
Author’s Note for Readers: The landscape photos of bridges aren’t necessarily the exact bridges written about. They are rather an impressionistic portrayal of bridges I have seen in general, through photos I have taken on my travels and liked. Perhaps the first bridge I remember was the one in the ravine where the temperature of […]
I bought a rosary. But I should have bought two then. It held up so well and was made of beautiful and colourful stones. I looked around and the sun was another sun, a poet’s sun, for it was more mystical and magical. Shallow was the water in that area, clean, and warm, and you […]
It kept descending in the night, and for the most part, seemed like a wild secret or strange dream. It was pretty, certainly, like silent music orchestras floating around the industrial grade electric lights of town roads curt and organized or the playfully amidst Christmas bulbs residential and red, blue, yellow, green, and even purple. […]
The Spirit Message I heard somewhere the clear book title ‘Silas Marner’ and looked it up. It was a George Eliot book and reading the summary I knew I wanted to read her book someday. It looked like Silas had a difficult go of it but was deepened and maybe even somehow redeemed by his […]
In the small town there was an old library, a few churches, and even a place where they sold worms for fishing and nearby, in the summers anyhow, a corn stand. I only realized far after that I never brought my bike there, such as in stories and films. If I could go back, I […]
Shelter and Surrounding Area There were several different spaces and many seemed to bypass them though some could not. The shelter where I worked and was well received for instance that the police and even other emergency services shunned and judged. It was in the outside of a town up a hill, in fact many […]
(Ship to Shore, Observations and Thoughts of a Seafaring Passenger-Poet) By Brian Michael Barbeito That’s what they say; that the cruise ships are self-contained ‘cities at sea,’ and I suppose they are. In looking at their history, it does seem they have gotten bigger and bigger. Certainly they are something to look at and be […]
By Brian Michael Barbeito Most of the sociologists or criminologists might agree, or people with plain old ‘horse sense,’ that overpopulation is the biggest problem when it occurs, the issue that contributes to the other phenomena such as crime, pollution, illness, poverty, the rise of unfairness in the distribution of needed resources. Well in today’s […]
(Photo Essay and Epistolary to a Soul Unknown) By Brian Michael Barbeito The towns are growing fast, morphing into little cities. There is obviously no cap on building, on development. Yet as people and groups argue over this and that, I go out to walk the still vast and interesting forests and fields… At the […]