Saturday, May 03, 2025

COMMENTARY

A few days ago I posted a photo of pad and pen and the need to always carry them. Today I made much use of them today. 

I went downtown to Chinatown and sat in a park that I enjoy going to. I wrote a couple of poems. I jotted down a description of a woman sitting on the bench across from me. I felt the need to write down my feelings about solitude, aloneness, the the desire to be anonymous. I would have forgotten much of this if I didn't have something to write with. 

Here's so much to draw from just by paying attention to my surroundings. I like writing the beautiful things around me. I also write about not so beautiful things. The homeless person. A child crying. An abandoned building. They are story ideas nevertheless. 

NEW WORD