City of Oakland. Walking around the lake. Coots birds, green goose shit, people playing music walking. City of Oakland. Amongst the buildings and streets, lives water, people, living moving things. Amidst the construction, the cranes, and parking lots there are weeds, fire, love. An oak tree in bloom, end of January. The stately friendly cork oaks living there by the lake. the grass, bermuda maybe, carpet. the sand and swing set. Looking, easing into the morning.
what is here, these people, grass, lake. looking for a quiet place. and I notice- from everywhere in the city you can hear the freeway.