Non Judgment (Poem)

The last posting remined me of a selection I wrote in Hazelton Lanes, an upscale shopping facility in the Yorkville section of Toronto.

This is an excellent place
to practice non-judgment
surrounded by the beautiful people….
I’ve failed with first glance

As a visitor
to this wealthy conspicuous niche
why is it harder
to practice compassion
off the street
without the sidewalk dramatics
where trembling hands reach up
tattered raiment frame the puddle of humanity
we step over

A Jewish couple
struggle with appearances
economies of expectation
their community
a dominant force in this room
in this neighborhood….
judgment again

Back to this excellent place
I sit
focused on me
where it all begins

About Kevin S Moul

Kevin S. Moul is a widely published semi professional photographer who is also passionate about writing. He writes to achieve the same discovery with words that he captures with his camera. Writing projects include memoir, character studies, and themes associated with his lifelong interest in urban and epic fantasy. Canadian by birth Moul now lives in Southern Arizona and often wonders how he could live so far from the ocean. His photographic ‘genre’ is restaurant food and beverage, portraits of authors, and travel and tourism landscape photography. His work can be seen regularly in Phoenix Arizona based magazines, and recently in the promotions of authors Natalie Goldberg and publications of Erica Rivera. He blogs and offers samples of his writing at, a gallery of his photography work is offered at Partial List of Current Photography 2011 & 2012 Photo Gallery - Desert Nights Rising Stars Writing Conference Frequent Contributor - ASU Marginalia Magazine Food and Catering Photography for Website (90%+ of images) (February 2011 Edition, Photo of Kevin McElvoy in discussion of ASU writer's conference) (Cover Photo of the 2010 Catalog) (Author shot on her Memoir 'Insatiable' and multiple contributions to her web site and blog.) (Web Site and promotional photography) (Food and lifestyle photogrpahy)
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