|centripetal force|
*gyroscopic precession*
[camber thrust]
the physics of motion
turned flesh
and throttle
freedom deeper
than spring
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Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
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- Aine
- Collaborator and night owl.
Past Contests
- "Elemental" Short Fiction Contest
- "Uncovered" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silhouette" Short Fiction Contest
- "In Vino Veritas" Short Fiction Contest
- "Ascension" Short Fiction Contest
- "Running Wind" Short Fiction Contest
- "Whispers" Short Fiction Contest
- "Restless Dawn" Short Fiction Contest
- "Halo" Short Fiction Contest
- "Endless Hour" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silent Grey" Short Fiction Contest
- "Lonely Moon" Short Fiction Contest (with Anne Frasier)
- "Midnight Road" Short Fiction Contest
- "Two Lights" Short Fiction Contest
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9 comments:
Um, what are you doing taking photos while you're riding your motorcycle? That takes multi-tasking to a whole new level..!
Freedom deeper than Spring, indeed. Something not understood unless it is experienced.
{sigh} I think I'll go for a ride tomorrow :)
Deeper than spring? I like that. I can't imagine a motorcycle making me feel free -- more frozen in terror! What do you find freeing about it? The wind in your hair?
After the long winter it must be exhilarating to experience the freedom of just soaring ahead.
I can imagine how you become ONE with your machine.
Ride wild and leave the bugs in your teeth 'til you get to the first beer to wash them away with.
I guess only a biker can truly relate to this piece. My motorcycle has been my refuge a great company for a long time now. To ride on an empty rode is the closest I've come to understand "freedom".
Looks like a sweet ride in the pic. :)
Yes, even here it is becoming seductive season for 2 wheels.
I sold one, the other has been "down" but I'm getting a new scoot soon! Vrooooom!
Aloha from Waikiki! Do look in tomorrow for something special
Comfort Spiral
Terri, it's definitely not easy to snap a picture while riding. ;) I hope you take that ride tomorrow!
LH, imagine a machine that gives you superhuman abilities. To burst forward with fierce speed, to dance through turns. A machine that you join with and each movement translates to the road.
Margaret, that's it exactly! Like breaking free from a coccoon.
Walking Man, ha!! I love that!
Aniket, I didn't know that we shared that experience to such a great extent. Yes, you know very well what I mean.
Cloudia, I'm sure you're very much looking forward to getting back on the road! I hope you have a sweet time.
Get your motor runnin'! Head out on the highway! I think you were born to be wild, Jason.
Karen, I was born to be something. I'll let you know when I figure it out. ;)
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