SJ ROZAN

For many days now, slow, lead-colored river under low, lead-colored sky. Often, rain, sometimes wind. Then today, a sight I haven't seen before: a fog so thick it hid the opposite bank, completely. Bye-bye Jersey City. The effect was intriguing: the water could have been anywhere. I thought of riverfronts and lakefronts I've sat beside: London, Shanghai, Chicago and Milwaukee, even seawalls at times and places where the ocean had no surf: Havana, or Greenport NY. One by one, I imagined those places behind me and their far banks hidden in the fog. Havana was a stretch -- kinda cold. The others flowed right in. I think I'm ready for a trip.

But until this #$!@*! book is finished, I'm sure not getting one.

I'm a writer, publishing both as SJ Rozan and, with Carlos Dews, as Sam Cabot. (I'm Sam, he's Cabot.) Here you can find links to my almost-daily blog posts, including the Saturday haiku I've been doing for years. BUT the blog itself has moved to my website. If you go on over there you can subscribe and you'll never miss a post. (Miss a post! A scary thought!) Also, I'll be teaching a writing workshop in Italy this summer -- come join us!
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook		2005-01-13 5:39 PM In a fog For many days now, slow, lead-colored river under low, lead-colored sky. Often, rain, sometimes wind. Then today, a sight I haven't seen before: a fog so thick it hid the opposite bank, completely. Bye-bye Jersey City. The effect was intriguing: the water could have been anywhere. I thought of riverfronts and lakefronts I've sat beside: London, Shanghai, Chicago and Milwaukee, even seawalls at times and places where the ocean had no surf: Havana, or Greenport NY. One by one, I imagined those places behind me and their far banks hidden in the fog. Havana was a stretch -- kinda cold. The others flowed right in. I think I'm ready for a trip. But until this #$!@*! book is finished, I'm sure not getting one. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top