Category Archives: Photos

Phnom Penh: City on the Mend

Posted on November 20, 2012 by B Gourley

City arisen from a beat-down by villains and despots Wounds unhealed, but scabbing highrise tinted glass City of two million in ’74 –two thousand in ’78 Lonely omegamen huddled in dark closets, Anne Franks all, listening for the sound of boots, … Continue reading →

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Autumn Colors

Posted on November 11, 2012 by B Gourley

Autumn colors are
one vibrant last punch before
winter’s silence comes
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Welcome to the Terror House: A Visit to 60 ANDRÁSSY

Posted on January 14, 2012 by B Gourley

It’s silent but for the recording of an unearthly child’s voice reciting the names of those who perished in this dim and dreary basement. “Sándor Kovács…István Szabó…” The voice naturally conveys an eerie unsettling tone appropriate to this modern-era dungeon. … Continue reading →

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A Fun Roadtrip Game

Posted on January 4, 2012 by B Gourley

I’ve got my own favorite interstate road trip game. No alphabets or plate’s states, that’s far too lame. Instead I look around to solve those little mysteries Like why the next car has five pine freshener trees. Is there a … Continue reading →

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Slug or Gut Rot

Posted on December 29, 2011 by B Gourley

Swift is death by lead slug. Agonizing is the gut rot. Who should fear the bullet? Yet, they all do; they fear its certainty. It denies hope – even false hope. To have one’s innards turn to mush, that is … Continue reading →

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Terminus

Posted on December 29, 2011 by B Gourley

Terminus – Marthasville – Atlanta: City sprouted from ash growing like kudzu – spreading and climbing Once defined by trains and freight, it twists like a 3-D puzzle, Now defined by banks, computers, and banks of computers Still, vast tonnages … Continue reading →

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Nature’s Commentary on Life and Death

Posted on December 29, 2011 by B Gourley

Old gray marble headstones crevasses sprout vivid mossy green nature’s commentary on death Solid marble: smooth, cold, and heavy – eroded and weathered – historic in man’s time; fetal in geologic nature’s commentary on permanence The youngest was four. Tuberculosis? … Continue reading →

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Tyler Durden Was Right: or, The [Sad] Meaning of Life

Posted on July 26, 2011 by B Gourley

Tyler Durden was right. We are consumers, all. If we don’t buy needless crap our entire economy will stall. They hook you as a little kid with endless serial toys, Fun Meal promises reel you in, “collect all six, have … Continue reading →

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2012: the Bright Side of Apocalypse

Posted on July 25, 2011 by B Gourley

2012 is approaching. The end it must be nigh. There’s no reason to think the ancient Mayans would lie.   They may not have had indoor plumbing, and couldn’t foresee their own demise. But, still, let’s give them some credit … Continue reading →

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Button-down Doggie of the Andes

Posted on May 20, 2011 by B Gourley

We hiked into town from the West. The trail turned into road on the outskirts of this hamlet; so, in some sense, we were at the bleak edge of civilization. At first the sights were Third World classics. Litter lined the trenches … Continue reading →

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