new year's eve 2010, 55 degrees

[Damen Avenue above Huron Street]

we delivery

[Chicago Avenue west of Winchester Street]

rat's alley

I think we are in rat's alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.

"The Waste Land," T. S. Eliot

[Damen Avenue below Division Street]

cashed

[Damen Avenue below Chicago Avenue]

smoke and steel

Pearl cobwebs in the windy rain,
in only a flicker of wind,
are caught and lost and never known again.

A pool of moonshine comes and waits,
but never waits long: the wind picks up
loose gold like this and is gone.

A bar of steel sleeps and looks slant-eyed
on the pearl cobwebs, the pools of moonshine;
sleeps slant-eyed a million years,
sleeps with a coat of rust, a vest of moths,
a shirt of gathering sod and loam.

The wind never bothers … a bar of steel.
The wind picks only .. pearl cobwebs .. pools of moonshine.

"Smoke and Steel," Carl Sandburg

[Lake Michigan east of Lake Shore Drive]

strange cats

"You will always be lucky if you know how to make friends with strange cats."

[Winchester Street above Thomas Street]