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The Flower-Seller’s Tent

steven hahn flower-seller's tentWarm inside the flower-seller’s tent
where I hide from the cold
stretching out my intent
to eventually purchase
a flower or two
but only after inspecting each plant through and through
as the seller harangues with his jovial taunt
I say with a smile….
“when I see it well then I’ll know just what I want!”
but after a while his tone becomes terse
so I finally take the few coins in my purse
and gladiolas in hand, with my last money spent
I return to the cold from the flower-seller’s tent.

Coffee Shop Philosophy

Coffee shop philosophy
Spilling over from the table beside me
As I grab a sandwich before grocery shopping,
Talk of dualism, quotes from Lao Tsu, cocky existentialism and young man’s posturing gushing forth from the guy with a radio voice.
My coffee makes me giggle.

From A Fan

Okay, okay, I admit I’m a fan,
Of the mammary gland,
And I do find them very appealing,
I try to be discreet, and to stare at my feet,
Or I glance,
But then  look at the ceiling,
It’s just so frustrating,
Cuz they’re so fascinating,
All those breasts, apple,  pear-shaped, or conal!
I don’t mean disrespect,
I may have a defect,
In fact I think that it may be hormonal!

 

Right here, right now

We’re deeper than we know
If we can only let go
Of the present,
Our thoughts
Our judgments
Unrelenting
Preventing us
From being here and now,
Somehow
Experiencing
The moment,
That we’re in,
Physical sensations
On our skin,
Not yesterday
And all of its regret,
Nor tomorrow
And all that’s not happened yet,
But right here, right now,
And what it has to say,
Because one foot in tomorrow,
And one in yesterday,
Means you just end up pissing on today.

Turkish Impressions

Welcome to the land that’s called Turkey,
With curbs that come up to your knee,
Where a gajillion dogs and cats run free,
With ruins from 200 A.D.,
Where you can buy a neon green Jack Daniels tee,
From salesmen who won’t let you be,
I say salesMEN deliberately,
For Turkey hides its femininity,
But not its palm or olive tree,
And the ficus back home that grows timidly,
In Turkey grows wild and strong and free,
What’s more?
Well they drive a little crazy,
And oddly enough,
There’s no good coffee!

The Theory Of Emotional Investment

  • In the coure of human relations all contact is based on some degree of emotional investment. That may range from almost zero, although it’s never actually zero, up to the maximum emotional investment, i.e. heart and soul. My investment with strangers on the street or on public transit is pretty low, but not zero, since I still maintain some sense of empathy and generally wish folks well.When a relationship begins the degree of emotional investment is a process wherein each party makes a series of investments, slowly escalating upwards. In the end, the final tabulation if you will, the question is whether these investments are relatively equal or not. Unfortunately it is only in hindsight that I realized your investment was greater than mine. If I had seen that in time I could have adjusted sooner, sending you signs of the changing market, and perhaps allowing you to limit your investment, instead of waiting for the inevitable emotional market crash. For the first time in my life I was only investing short term, and for one of the few times in your life you were investing long term. Who knew? Perhaps in the future quarterly reports would be appropriate, assessing performance and predicting activity in the upcoming quarter.

    Should I re-enter the market at some future date I may have to consider this kind of clarity.