Asian Art Museum's 'Phantoms of Asia' connects

That giant red lotus that sprang up in San Francisco's Civic Center Plaza on Saturday - a 24-foot-tall "Breathing Flower" of kinetic fabric in the form of the ancient Asian symbol of spiritual illumination and renewal -...

Dorie Hagler: Taos Traditions

Dorie Hagler, a self-taught photographer, has always found value in photographing her community. Although watching disasters like the war in Bosnia or 9/11 unfold would force her to question this fascination, she would...

Photo of the Day: 5/20/12

Waiting to cross the street at harding and el dorado.

Photo: Brandon Getty

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Photo of the Day: 5/19/12

Photo: Derek Corneau (San Francisco, CA) Film Enthusiast Camera Nerd =)

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Vera Costa - San Francisco City Hall - September 17th, 2010 5:30 PM - 8:00 PM

Law & Order & Food, A Blog Featuring Law & Order Characters Eating

Lazy Sunday 2

Will Smith Raps The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Song on BBC Talk Show

Adam “MCA” Yauch Tribute Mural in the East Village by Cram Concepts

Video & Images of the Star Wars Carbon Freeze Me Experience at Walt Disney World’s Star Wars Weekends

Pedro Point from Fort Funston Plein Air

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Tennessee Valley Meadow No. 2

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Lady, Dangerous and Proud

(Art by: Owen Geronimo)

Please hide your eyes from me,
Those lashes long as leaves, those pupils blue as dawn can send an innocent man to perdition
Just hide your eyes from me,
Your swords are killing me, piercing me from all sides

If you don’t close your eyes and flee
I won’t be able to disappear, before your mirrors of insecurity trap me inside
I won’t find time to call for help or yell,
Your laser beams will catch up and burn my hope to pieces
It’s not thy eyes that throw the lethal arrows
Your bold brows cut my veins, when they quirk at my laugh, my tear, my blush

I tend to rush to the seventh heaven
Salvation is not present with busy angels fighting to grab your attention
In a world so bleak, the clay-like leaves that knit your hair together
Pull me towards your field of magnetic scent, where perfumes end and nectars prevail
Your sea of black despair known as your hair,
Will wrap around my neck, suffocate my chest

And make me die happily
When your lips part, my soul departs my fragile body
When you say, “Wait,”
You open the gate to a thousand splendid pearls
The way your arms raise in the air, the way you crane your neck to stare
At boundless seas, enchanted Hebrides and wild western dreams
I dream of a world where you are a swan, gliding in a lake of distant stars
Your long, majestic legs float over a velvet lagoon while your short, charcoal dress
Creates a mess of wicked, sensual desires
My lady dangerous and proud
To you I bow

Even if your angled fingers and pointed palms disregard my attention
Even if your crystal eyes look down on my attention
I’ll wait for you to walk away with waves of blackness trailing behind you
But when I find you, I’ll trace your caramel tainted cheeks and whiskey streaks
Searching for light in a gloomy highway
My lady dangerous and proud
Crucify me on your altar, if I’m not dead yet
Your mocking smile will kill me a thousand times again
In the half light

Lady, Dangerous and Proud By: Jaylan Salman 04/2010