Light-seeking

Dragonfly close-up by Kevin T McEneaney I’ve long admired dragonflies sailing over pond or creek. They are lightning fast at one-hundred body-lengths per second, and their eyes, their gorgeously colored eyes, field 360 vision with twenty-four thousand photo-receptor cells catching ...
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Homo sgudal

heavenly astronaut with trash bag by Kevin T McEneaney Just as there is clutter in your closet, attic, basement, garage, or patio, the sky above has fragments of junk trash: broken satellites, steel shards of missiles, inert metal rocket launchers ...
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Things to do at the Airport

by Kevin T McEneaney when your flight is delayed: admire cloud transformations if they are available watch the mysterious unloading of awkward baggage from planes go to the bathroom imagine you are in London call up a friend to complain ...
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Shoe Song

Pile of old shoes. Shoes are marching through my mind like ducklings one after the other, noses to butt, in a long circling line that surround earth, and their clumping feet slap on the globe’s crust with cumulative thwack that ...
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Star-Gazing

by Kevin T McEneaney We have new pictures of the universe which show a large slice of immensity. With our super-roving space telescope we can see a fraction of creation. Is this but one universe or many? We don’t know ...
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At Bat

by Kevin T McEneaney Some days part of my brain doesn’t function; it’s hard to figure out the problem. Meditation often solves the problem; then renewed, my brain operates quite well— the knotty quandary evaporates like a cumulous cloud floating ...
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June Apotheosis

“Ladybird, ladybird, fly away homeYour house is on fire and your children are goneAll except one, and that's Little AnneFor she has crept under the warming pan.” Ladybugs have walked on my fingertips since I was two years old, still ...
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Ecological Litany

Wolf Spider by Kevin T McEneaney Faces of wolf spiders are quite hairy. Gross insect biomass in Germany has declined by seventy to eighty percent over the past thirty years. Biomass of the earth’s crust constitutes twenty percent of living ...
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Beetlemania

by Kevin T McEneaney I regret to report today’s problem: large party of asparagus beetles whooping it up, consuming all green fronds, so long stalk leaves look like gray skeletons waving fond farewell to passing rain clouds, who are whimsical, ...
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A lesson at the feet of mites

a photographically enlarged mite by Kevin T McEneaney When mites crawl in your hair or on your hands, you know you are headed for a shower. Mites are not around to give you delight. Most mites are virtually invisible. They ...
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