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    Hop-On, Hop-Off

    Welcome the Coming
    Speed the Parting Guest

    ......Inscription, Union Station,
    ......Washington, D.C.

    State and territorial flags snap out
    stars, bison, eagles, and stripes stream
    in the spring breeze, red open-topped
    double-deck bus drives by with wind-
    battered tourists, hop-on, hop-off.

    Atop the globe on Columbus's marble
    monument, a proud male pigeon struts
    for a female, white tail dragging,
    hop-on, hop-off: so the world turns.

    Time to light a cigar before my train; set
    against the sky, the statue of Freedom
    in eagle headdress on the Capitol dome, pink
    smudge of cherry blossoms amid greening oaks;
    a black kid skateboards past a D.C. Duck.

    Christopher T. George



    American Centurions

    I take shelter under the arcade
    of Union Station; light snow slants
    in and wets my face. Above the station

    doors stand marble centurions, mailed
    and armored, fit for Valhalla with winged
    helmets. In a dusky window I see

    a Hispanic busboy spread a crisp white
    table cloth in the America Restaurant.
    Later, I sip a Scotch and water,

    my train hurtles into the heartland.
    I watch snow cover rough pasture
    and bison bend their backs

    to tufts of straw, chowing down
    as if it's their final meal.

    Christopher T. George



    Fireflies on the Moon

    I'm dropped by the curb by Union Station this gray afternoon
    below half-mast state flags, limp in April light, lowered
    for the college students killed in the latest gun tragedy;

    three Stars and Stripes in front of the station hug
    their staffs. I stroll toward the flagstaffs:
    father, son, and ghost, notice as the flags lift,
    ragged red strips of bunting fluttering:

    mementoes of the strength of yesterday's Nor'Easter;
    the white-painted poles stand rusted, scarred.
    The gunman blew his own face off: hard

    for authorities to identify the tortured writer.
    A presidential candidate informs us we have no
    "Plan B" to exit the civil war in Iraq: we fight on.

    Two fireflies enter a craft that flies to the moon.
    The astronauts open the hatch, the fireflies escape
    unnoticed, begin to hover in front of them.

    The fireflies' light is captured in photographs
    but lack of oxygen causes the fireflies to die.
    NASA announces there are aliens on the moon.


    Christopher T. George


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    I owe a debt to Pradeepís Weblog for the story of the fireflies on the moon. The concept of fireflies on the moon also appears on a mathematical site.
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    Halyards and Pigeons

    The cab drops me at the curb east of Union Station;
    in the Mass Ave circle, the halyards of state flags clank
    against the metal flag poles; I watch the drama of three
    gold eagle-topped stars and stripes furl and flow

    above the station forecourt by the cab line
    set against the lemon-cloud afternoon sky. Wish
    I had a camcorder to record the scene, saunter
    across the street; a gaggle of girls giggle past; am I

    the butt of their amusement? Atop of the marble globe
    on Columbus's statue, a male pigeon struts for a female;
    I think of new chicks; a brief flutter of wings:

    they mate. There! The act's done!


    Christopher T. George
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    ChrisGeorge !!!

    OUR SENSES AND THE CITY

    The sight and the ear are organs of tact more than the hand, in the city. They indicate the space and the movement in three dimensions, where everything what happens corresponds exclusively to the kinetic one and refers to our personal safety. Our ears calculate precisely the distance of the danger and the sight loses his optical quality to diminish to a complex function of spur, rein and brake, to the material government of the body that walks between bodies against which it is not necessary to hit. Physiologically and according to the plan of organization of the alive beings, the ear and the sight have pure missions, and because of it the organs are constituted according to the wonderful technology of the aesthetic instruments; in the city they have a tactile function, as tools that are applied directly to the things. They anticipate the impact and repel the objects or look for the prompt paths in the tangle of mobile obstacles. The route is not used to perceive the forms and the colors the masses in movement and his proximity. If they saw the color, the forms and I draw them, we would not advance very much, because to every instant there are in the city prodigies of esfumaturas, shades and details that would fascinate us. Not more not less than the nature, it has hidden exchequers in every particle of a formless mass, in the panoramas and in the details. The light, the color and the forms waste masterpieces in a piece of wall, between the branches of a tree that has behind a building, in an irregular perspective, in a cornice, in a vestibule. Stamps treading on jewels. It is a marem? gnum of broken images, of portions of virginal beauty.

    The one who can walk of knees? Our eyes pull us as a halter.

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    Words, images, sounds, love: they all mold my existence. I invite you to share my dreams and that these give place to new dreams..



    ChrisGeorge, my English is killing my texts!!

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    Hi Marie

    Thanks for your reflections on my works. They are appreciated.

    Chris
    Christopher T. George
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    Beautiful words and much appreciated.

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