Neil Durso

Humpty Hypocrisy

From a high wall, you look down on others broken. Whence fell they?

Protected: Inauguration day

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Ok Drowning Eye-To-Eye

…I can picture you getting on the floor, eye level with them as toddlers…

Samson 45

I wondered if the fixed smile–as I perceived it–wasn’t also a wince from hurt carried constantly conscious. Inescapable.

What kind of strength is weakness?

It’s the kind of fortitude and okayness that come only from soaking up the outpouring from a ripped open heart.

Throughout 2020 I photographed from my back porch roses which bloomed from the same vine. New Year’s morning 2021, I scrolled through these photos and the song “Lo How a Rose E’er Blooming” came to mind. I searched for lyrics and discovered the origins of the song from ca. 1600 on Wikipedia. Isn’t it trueContinue reading “New Year’s Ode To Mothers”