I took this picture in 1971 when I lived in Singapore....like that time at the edge of the market place
in Johore Bahru just beyond the causeway from
Singapore, the old man, not as old as I thought...
I was young maybe thirty-something... and
he squatting Asian fashion in a circle of men
gambling... turned his head... looked up just so,
his eyes taking in the universe acknowledged me
without a word, without a gesture, not even a nod,
and he and I were there then for at least a moment
real...and over the years we stay suspended there.