Backup life lined up for today, Watching lines and dashed edges profiled. Edition three reflected through injuries. Life cornerstones missing, breathing space needed. by Emmy Horstkamp 15/2/2024
Onslaught Progressing /February 13 /2024
Progressing, navigating through the green belt zone.
Reflections of brightness shining alongside.
Time town electrified. Beyond direct. Life unswerving.
Without a break, accidently on purpose. People transforming -- click.
by Emmy Horstkamp 13/2/2024
Looking for Monday / February 12 / 2024
Architecture from someplace or another elsewhere. Cracks between the clouds, five to seven everyone is there waiting, everything stayed,for something. Moments ceased over the weekenders, paused, sitting tight, lying low. Now, holding phones, looking for Monday morning's push. By Emmy Horstkamp 12/2/2024
This morning I wrote four poems. The poem above is from the longer Storeyean poem.
Because my commute was longer, I left some of the calendars at home and decided to write those poems in my regular notebook. All of the photographs for the poems will be printed on stamped later in the week.
Today transformed into a sunny day.
Other One / February 9 / 2024
Can we start the OTHER one?
A rainy friday morning impression.
Sight and faces again contoured.
by Emmy Horstkamp
Waves / February 6 / 2024
Maybe it’s raining.
The wind blowing at the office building,
“Water damage,” said the guard.
by Emmy Horstkamp
The waves from the Thames
Pigeons fluffed on the walkway
Cobblestone bypass.
by Emmy Horstkamp
The poems above were written while walking to an office along the Thames. The walk between one office space and another took me past the Tate where a group of birds were sleeping on the onramp to the bridge. I walked as quietly as I could around them. The group of twenty fluffled their feathers but did not walk or fly away.
This area of London is quiet before eight and I walked to London Bridge without having to stop.
Tube Station / Feb 5 / 2024
Wait! Two cards to choose. Better get them out now, not knowing which one I used, Exit by the bridge owing for the ride. 5/2/2024 - 6/2/2024 by Emmy Horstkamp
Speed / February 1 / 2024
Speeding through breaking day
Prelight blurriness of red, yellow, blue.
One station passes on the way to the following,
nearest stop to final destination.
by Emmy Horstkamp
Ten / January 30/ 2024
Ten minutes to go. Twenty minutes of elbow room. Walking to the train. by Emmy Horstkamp 30/1/2024
Minutes Till / January 28 / 2024
Consequences - Take Note - Minutes till yesterday arrives.
Today is significant not a now and then.
Being here, now, for a second, is *instant.*
by Emmy Horstkamp 28/1/2024
Say it / January 26 / 2024 /
Say it Gale gust. Bike weather delayed now wind and rain pounding the train. by Emmy Horstkamp 26/1/2024
This morning the walk to the station was a moment between gales. Reaching the platform, the rain gusts threw rain horizantal and soaked only half of the platform. There were a few people sitting on benches, a few people standing in the rain and a few standing on the other side of the platform which stayed dry.
The poems for today focus on the rain starting and stopping with the wind.
-Look right- Streaming rain against the windows. The train is faster than the rain. by Emmy Horstkamp 26/1/20024
Full-moon-set illuminating the morning for split-seconds. Three minute deluges stopping a moment. The beginnning of a simple day dry. by Emmy Horstkamp 26/1/2024