At the Scrap Exchange in Durham, North Carolina, I found several empty boxes that had once held photographic slides from the 1960s, presumably of vacations to the western United States.
Although the slides were missing, the labels were intact, neatly typed on specially sized index cards.
Because of the narrow confines of the cards, the titles of the slides were brief. Each succinct line contains an innate meter, as well as a random yet inevitable juxtaposition of poetic phrases.
I distilled some of the 100-some titles into four assemblages, each based on a respective index card.
The index cards, with their full text, are pictured on this page.
1. Long View
on dinosaur grazing land
Ladies and gents
fasten seat belts
We are on our way to the moon
The chipmunks and
the gray jay
Three tall timbers
flat flat country
more of the same
3. Great White Throne
Foggy morning getting down
close to the Colorado
Lunch time with Tom
At Bright Angel
Court of Patriarch
Great White Throne
4. Yosemite Falls in a.m.
Canyon and sunlit
Facade and shadows
Twice across the plateau
and its people
Someone had a vision. Resurrect an abandoned shopping center in southwest Durham. They would call it Poppies, as in the flower that was adopted as a symbol of remembrance after the First World War.
I took these photos in December 2014, years after disinterest, a stock market crash, financing, poor urban planning, and inertia had conspired to stop Poppies.
An Indian restaurant, the only attraction along the former Poppies strip, had surrendered and built a new, even more successful eatery across the boulevard. About a block away at South Square, Target, Sam’s Club and other big box stores flourished.
But the vision of bustling bookshops and grocers and cafes, depicted on large canvasses that developers had draped over the facade, instead had dimmed to become a field of fallow concrete.
Durham-Chapel Hill Boulevard can be hostile and unforgiving for people without a car. Walking and biking are dangerous, even on the service roads. The No. 10 bus route runs nearby. One morning I took that bus, then on foot crossed the six lanes of the boulevard with a man who had just finished the overnight shift as a security guard at Duke Hospital. He was so very tired, his gait more a shuffle than a walk.
Since I took these photos, all of the buildings on the 15-acre lot have been leveled, the cement scraped clean.
Last week, a Charlotte developer announced it would build a mixed-use project there, with apartments, restaurants, offices and a fitness center. It will be called “University Hill,” and include an art project of 25,000 square feet of murals.
The Lakewood neighborhood in Durham is home to an eclectic assortment of businesses, both present — the Simonetti Historic Tuba Museum, the Scrap Exchange, African Land — and past — an early 20th-century amusement park and a 21st-century organic mattress store.
The store moved out a couple of years ago (the building at 2009 Chapel Hill Road is now for sale). I shot this photo shortly after all of the mattresses had been removed but the shop’s slogan remained on the wall.
Remnants of an organic mattress store, Chapel Hill Road, Durham
©2014 Lisa Sorg
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