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The Ghosts of Monsoons Past   Leave a comment

Control Road to Crystal SpringGrunge Art by kenne


Human Misery

The clock that strikes five before the sun –
A dark horror grips lonely people,
In the evening-garden bleak trees swish,
The dead one’s countenance stirs at the window.
Perhaps this hour stands still.
Before dull eyes blue images flutter
To the rhythm of the ships, which rock in the river.
At the wharf a row of nuns blows by.
Pale and blind girls play in the hazel bush,
Like lovers, who embrace in sleep.
Perhaps flies sing around a carcass there,
Perhaps also a child weeps in the mother’s lap.
From hands asters sink blue and red,
The youth’s mouth slips away strange and wise;
And eyelids flutter fear-confused and quiet;
Through fevered blackness a scent of bread blows.
It seems one also hears horrible screaming;
Bones shimmer through decayed walls.
An evil heart laughs loudly in beautiful rooms;
A dog runs past a dreamer.
An empty coffin gets lost in the darkness.
A room wants to light up palely for the murderer,
Meanwhile, lanterns are smashed in the night’s storm.
Laurel adorns the noble one’s white temple.

— Georg Trakl

The Ghosts Of Alamos — Grunge Art   2 comments

Alamos Trip_2016 01 25_1048_grunge art II blogThe Ghosts Of Alamos — Grunge Art by kenne

Ghosts like to hide,
but they are easy to find
you just need to know
where to look —
in your minds eye.

— kenne

Anniversary Getaway — Bisbee, Arizona   8 comments

Joy & Kenne on the Copper Queen Hotel balcony. — Image by kenne

One of our favorite getaways in the southern Arizona is the small former copper mining town of Bisbee. Over 100 years ago, Bisbee was the largest city in the Arizona Territory with 25,000 people, becoming the most cultured city in the southwest. After a major fire at the turn of the 20th Century, the city was rebuilt and remains intact today.

Copper Queen Hotel Image by kenne

Over the years the mining played out and the town evolved into an attractive artist colony and retirement community, emphasizing monthly special events and tourism, with a current population of about 6,000 people. One of the many historical turn of the century Victorian structures in the Bisbee is the Copper Queen Hotel, built in 1902. Staying at the Copper Queen is like taking a step back in time. The many ghosts in the hotel and the old town are a reminder of the booming days at the turn of the twentieth century. For Joy and I, the old hotel reminded us of the old French Quarter hotels we have stayed at in New Orleans — another favorite getaway.

Joy enjoying a Dos Equis Amber in a Tombstone saloon. — Image by kenne


Our anniversary date is May 18th, so we decided to getaway for the evening, driving the 100-plus miles to Bisbee, in the Mule Mountains, stopping at another historical town — Tombstone. Both Bisbee and Tombstone have lots of galleries, saloons, retail and antique shops, and various event activities. As it would be, on Saturday Bisbee had a custom auto event on the main downtown street. You can see some of the photos of our anniversary trip by clicking on the gallery of photos above, or the Flickr slideshow. While having a beer in the Copper Queen Saloon, we picked up a flyer on this year’s Bisbee Blues Festival, which we attended two years ago. We were please to see that one of our favorite blues musicians and friend, Diunna Greenleaf, will be headlining this year’s event — we will be back September 15th.

To see a slideshow at my Flickr account, click here.

It should be noted that I did alright remembering our anniversary and making plans to celebrate it. My track record hasn’t always been so good.

Taking some pride in remembering, I expressed so, seeking a “that-a-boy” on remembering our eighth anniversary.
(Although we have been together since 1986, it wasn’t till a few years ago that we eloped to Las Vegas.)

“Eighth anniversary,” replied Joy. “It’s our tenth anniversary!” Which is why she figured I planned a nice getaway.

Even after she confirmed the date by showing me the marriage certificate, I still insisted it was the eight we were celebrating — if I had known it was the tenth, we would have done something more special. So, two years from now we will celebrate our very special tenth anniversary — stay tuned!


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