Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

ABCDEr bro CALIen dad edct. friend gaud husband iambilicat jape kin lover mi’m nil opus poetast quixot Robert son teacher uncle verselete wanderer xct. yon zizz marcacci.blogspot.com Alameda, CA Joined February 2013

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

5 months ago

“We went calling on dozens of shorebirds and waterbirds, a king-fisher, green herons half-hidden in the reeds, one gulping a blue dragonfly still whirring as it went down that long narrow throat, songbirds, and then a turtle peering above the still water of an old millpond.”

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

5 months ago

Trying to recapture myself…

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

9 months ago

— traumatized ouroboros eats its own tail * paints our connection zebra-d-over warehouse graffiti * this morning’s annual 𝘓𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘢 surprise — #haynaku is hay(na)ku #LaBefana #triptych

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

9 months ago

“The ability to think for one's self depends upon one's mastery of the language.” —𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘮, #JoanDidion

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

9 months ago

— face body hot two vaccines eradicate * all that’s left midnight morning mostly * some kind tear raindrops sunlight essential — #haynaku is hay(na)ku #triptych

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

— headless ship-to-shore cranes rise still * white out of white haze * on the drive home from SF — #haynaku is hay(na)ku #triptych

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

Up in shmoke…

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10 months ago

Up in shmoke…

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

Something in co ,,, ,,, a…

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10 months ago

Something in co ,,, ,,, a…

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

Doomscrolling my daily social feeds perched atop a molded plastic, midcentury barstool, lingering rain patters down the gutter—the bomb cyclone that exploded yesterday evening dulling to drizzle now—almost cute in the only early morning accompaniment to my daily caffeine intake.

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

Mist pixelated this evening’s turn toward the darker hours, covered every surface in seconds—my face, the phone’s screen sparkling with little droplets of water that magnify edges, serifs, other unrecognizable images of the moment. I know, at least, I’m born again in a new world.

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

seagulls call across the swell gulf — #haynaku is hay(na)ku

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10 months ago

The moon looks both so close and so far. We know where we are, what we may be. We see it fading down beyond the horizon, day brightening with bird song and sunlight. Still, the whir of traffic and the rest of the unnoticeable machinations of life create a busy silence not quiet.

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

It would seem like I have all the time in the world, sipping my espresso, ever cooler, weening off the darkness as the real light of morning brightens the little kitchen and, outside, the world. What little failures will be bound up in this day? What momentary glories? What more?

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

10 months ago

It’s colder and autumn has certainly arrived. Every morning after getting out of bed, I don my old black and blue plaid flannel before going down to the kitchen to make the usual joe, its welcoming aroma suffusing our condominium as I thumb thru the day’s news and social media.

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

11 months ago

I don’t know what I was waiting for. I guess I thought something would come along, rear its obvious head, & make itself known, but it never does that—makes itself known, that is. There’s just a lot of guesswork. What does it mean? Sitting here picking at my toenails. What’s next?

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a year ago

Textile artist Julie Collings, hand dyed silk velvet caps and needle felted wool stems #WomensArt #September

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

a year ago

“And so our race is a hard one; we work by the sweat of our brow, and bear the unmistakable marks of our stony origin.” —from 𝘔𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴, Book 1, “Deucalion and Pyrrha”, lines 414-5, by #Ovid as translated by #DavidRaeburn

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Bob Marcacci @BobMarcacci

2 years ago

— two of us Godzilla Murakami monsterized * with music NFTs jaggy rainbow array * judgment day weirdly silver turtle lotus — #haynaku is hay(na)ku #triptych