A Letter to Paris
Boredom sets in
9-5 Job
I am no machine
So, Doc can you please
Scoop out what is truly Me;
Pour metal into this body
My spirit, you must see
Requires deep renovations
Send what you remove
To Paris, France—
As per these exciting and
Most recent reservations
Z
Could have been
Just a minute of your time, please
Let’s have a seat
Need to tell you something
About what could have been
Wrestling in my mind
Over and over
Time and time again—
I have wondered
What I could have done different;
And if, I could go back,
I would be the person
Who did make happen
What I think should have been
Please let me finish,
No interruptions, if you don’t mind
I promise not to take
Much more of your time
The moment we are having
Is here and we will never
Be able to go back again
Now, look into my eyes
(I have no more words)
To make you see,
What I do believe,
Could have been…
Z
A Gust of Wind
A gust of wind
Brings me right back in
Inward, once again
With a deep breath
In the nose
Out the mouth,
I can handle the outside
With fortitude
Falling leaves—
They remind me:
The past cannot be
Replayed;
The future is not here
The only way
I can truly be
Is to keep breathing,
Let rise and fall keep happening
Inside of me
Z
I wanted to share an update of the post I shared on 10/14/17 about the avocado tree I have been growing. After returning from my trip to NYC yesterday, I was pleasantly suprised to see that the tree has grown quite a bit. I suppose I had better start thinking of a name for the thriving beauty.
Z
Cigarette and Coffee
Just now,
I would like a cigarette and my coffee
You know, sometimes, it’s not two for tea
Alone, the sun is shining down on me
Whilst I soak up the caffeine
Lovely, in the interim,
Please do not speak to me
I just like a cigarette and my coffee
Z
Yesterday’s Off-Broadway matinee of Hot Mess the Play at the The Theater Center was a true delight. I was eager to see Paul Molnar perform, and made it a date with myself while I’m in NYC. The plot, design, and acting by three mesmerizing actors —Lucy Devito and Max Crumm commanded the audience’s attention alongside Molnar— left me laughing and thinking long after I left the theatre. A show not to be missed for anybody traveling to NYC during the holiday season.
Zac Gilbert
What I’m Missing
Have you seen what I’m missing;
Into the abyss, they have gone
Lighters, chargers, headphones—
The list could go on!
I hope they will find me
Or is that just wrong?
Possibly, they found a new home
With a person who doesn’t abandon
Have you found what I’m missing?
Please hear my sad song
*Dedicated to all the lost items.
Recently, I met up with my friend Sonia for lunch. I needed to bring her a couple copies of my book Wanders in Nature and I had requested a few of the small paintings she has been doing on miniature canvases. Despite having had a weird week, my spirit went up and my smile went from miniature to large when I opened the adorable pieces she set aside for me.
Life really is all about the little things, at times, and taking the time to appreciate the details in life. When we do, big things can happen, I believe. If nothing else, the practice helps me to laugh, smile, and feel more balanced. You know, to find the good stuff.
The photo I have included is of the two paintings I have left (the others were quickly dispersed and landed where they pleased in the world). I had to go shopping to find the little easels; it made my day when I found these. Again, all about the little things.
Z
Today is Halloween. Recently, I had a revelation about witches. During this time of year, you can find them everywhere — in stores, as decorations on porches, kids in costumes going up and down the streets in pursuit of candy (“Trick or treat!”) — but, I can’t help but wonder, could witches really exist in real life?
I believe they do. The reason I write that is because there is one thing that I have grown old enough to understand about life: The true magic happens when hard work, focus, and dedication are put to good use. When these three ingredients are put into a cauldron, a spell can be cast. And the real magic happens.
There comes a time in all of our lives when we have to be reminded to be strong and to pick up our broomsticks and to just keep flyin’. Do your magic! After all, no one ever faulted a good witch for tryin’. So, Happy Halloween, witches! Sending love and all my best wishes.
Z
Dedicated to Elizabeth Seurkamp (09/06/1926 — 10/14/2017). I had the good fortune to call her my Grandmother.
With the assistance of my talented graphic designer in NYC (Liz Daggar), my second book of poetry and photography has been released. I have attached two reviews of Wanders in Nature (WiN) below and a link to purchase a copy. My hope is to inspire readers to step outside and notice the beauty that is out there, waiting to be found.
http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/naturewanderer
By Cathy Norwood
Oct 28, 2017
This book is like the perfect cup of coffee, striking, comforting, and reminiscent of things I have felt, smelled, tasted before. The photos speak volumes on their own, some stunning and some haunting, but paired with poems that invite us right into Zac Gilbert’s heart and soul, the combination is intoxicating. He seems to capture beauty in details I might look right over and completely miss. To me, his photos are a quiet reminder to slow down and look around. I sat down to read/look at a few pages and I found myself soaking up each page to the end. These will be my coffee table books for the foreseeable future!
By Brianna Ross
Oct 29, 2017
Poetry, short essays and other work showcased by a Scientist, Philosopher, and Adventurer. Posts on Monday and First Fridays.
New content every Sunday.
An artist's blog : drawings, paintings, and printmaking
a placeholder
The Art and Craft of Blogging
The latest news on WordPress.com and the WordPress community.
ZACDAQ 