I went into town recently (one of the major cities in Israel), and had many interesting experiences on my trip. I tweeted about some of them. Here's a list.
A pretty but very 'dead-faced' girl sitting on the bus:
her smoothest face /
to hide behind, until /
betrayed /
it slit with lines and broke /
into a smile.
(tweet)
... and in haiku form:
lipstick plastic pink /\
face unearthly smooth and flat /\
pretty in her shell
(tweet)
... a bus meditation:
sitting still on rumbling bus.
thoughts rolling under the roar.
wondering, wondering: a silent chasm cloaks me.
(tweet)
... on the bus was a very tired-looking old man who sat opposite me:
I saw the old man /
droop and fade /
slump and shrink /
eyes dim /
face grim. /
so tired; so old and tired.
(tweet)
... the sun hit my eyes as the bus turned and moved:
the sun skipped out from behind a tree, blinded me;
I closed my eyes, dark inside, felt collapse calling me.
(tweet)
... the sitting writer, an island in the swirling masses of humanity moving past around him:
he sat and swirled it all around;
ducked out of the race and watched it all go by;
pen in hand, open sparkling eye.
(tweet)
... and a musician trying out a guitar in a shop window:
sat young man /
behind glass shine /
strings in hand /
faraway eyes /
dance his fingers /
watchers pine /
walking by.
(tweet)
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Feb 4, 2010
Tweeting a suburban wandering
Nov 10, 2009
in and out of synch
the rain beat down,
and I watched the wipers,
swish and swipe,
wipe and rest, wipe and rest and return;
and they two were just slightly
out of
synch, and I waited and watched till they came together
as one. and again.
fading in and out of synchrosity,
in and out of touch;
come and go, waves lapping
and touching and missing:
water meets shore, retreats,
forth and back,
go forth and go back,
in and out of time.
-----
Image from here.

and I watched the wipers,
swish and swipe,
wipe and rest, wipe and rest and return;
and they two were just slightly
out of
synch, and I waited and watched till they came together
as one. and again.
fading in and out of synchrosity,
in and out of touch;
come and go, waves lapping
and touching and missing:
water meets shore, retreats,
forth and back,
go forth and go back,
in and out of time.
-----
Image from here.
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