Glaze

Glimpses

 

catch a dream

 

misty windows in strip mall laundromat

 

an old lady in the corner crossing needles

 

peeling yarn from a canvas bag , adjusts her glasses

 

hiding her thoughts

 

two kids joking , loud

 

impatience and a young mother wearing a frown

 

drowning in apathy 

 

screaming for something  

 

against the tumble of dirty laundry

 

her cracked chair , a dog-eared magazine 

 

glossy hopes and a held back tear

 

empty bag of tortilla chips and cold coffee 

 

waiting  ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All photography and writing property of Robin Amaral . Do not copy or use without expressed written consent . Copyright © 2006-2011 Robin Amaral

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[roarke]

Oh YEAH, man. You've hit a gold mine, the life and times spent in laundromats.... all across the country. This is the fecund ground of inspiration incarnate. Robin, you better write a whole series with this, it's tailor made for your keen eye and sensory cosmic thoughts. Stories, images, people, times, emotions... there aren't enough spin cycles, this piece is just the subtle rumble before the lightning cracks.
I'll bug you daily if you don't write more of this, it's screaming!

[Chris]

Encapsulated moments...

[Desert Dreamer]

Laundromats, a place where dreams are needed. It seems to me the sounds of the tumbling machines drown out the dreams.

[arbitrary jane]

totally agree with the venerable Roarke.
these are the cracks, the unsung places, the moments of intense reality and simultaneous surreality.
it feels like waking into that laundromat with a specimen jar and capturing that moment.
have you looked at Jonathan harris's 'CowBird' project yet? ... it's amazing, and one of the most *THIS* kind of cracks-revealing universal storytelling on a forward thinking, global, digital level i've seen yet.

A perfect piece of penetrating observation by an very artistic eye~

[Robbie~xoxo~]

You have an eye for seeing the real emotions in everyday life. I felt the yearning for the dream,~"catch a dream, misty windows in strip mall laundromat" ~from the mind of a True Artist... Well done!

[Aidz]

In another time and place as the dreams walk past the window

[RainQueen]

"glossy hopes and a held back tear"

Ah. The poem isn't about the laundromat, is it? By capturing that stark, sad scene, even with its valiant splash of color, you captured that woman, waiting for the dream lost to reappear.

I felt slipping time, wasted genius in this poem. Bleak, powerful, masterfully done.

[J. J. Nightingale]

I've always hated waiting .. Maybe if I had put the waiting to a better use, and really looked, and seen the worlds around me, silent drama playing behind so many eyes ..

As Roarke wrote, MORE ... Please ...
Jasmine ..

[Tina Kline]

Your words capture a picture that has, to me, shades of bleakness in it but then I think this is just a scene from everyday life of those who must go to a laundromat to do there laundry. This poem does have impact, nicely done!

[SkinlessFrank]

there is something universal and human about these places....i think we all recognize that, but we don't often appreciate why that is...your words bring out that humanity that we feel when we come together to face the necessities of daily life on this planet