Tom & Nana: Time Goes

Creaking through the creek.

Summer's day in Asakusa.

Wishers buy their wellness.

Pigeons and park-men scrape by.

Tom & Nana: Halcyon Days

Remember playing in the park.

Remember seeing the city.

Remember running and never getting tired.

Remember when remembering wasn't important.

Tom & Nana: More From London

Eros splits the air.

Old lovers share a bench.

Claxons and whistles, passengers disembark.

Horns and brakes, pedestrians flood and rumble.

While empty parks brood and rustle.

Tom & Nana: Capital Camera

Cab's eye view.

Bird's eye view.

Watching from the street.

A moment everywhere you go.

The camera makes time stand still.

Tom & Nana: Odaiba Again

Playground.

Port.

Park.

A sometime somber place.

Possibly romantic.

Purpose built kitsch.

The planned landscape.

Where pensioners hobble along.

And single teens mope.

Tom & Nana: Little Lymm

The ship canal winds through.

Quiet paths lead on.

In the middle still this lake.

Poplars and parks.

Picket fence and mossy damp.

The peaceful place I grew up.

Tom & Nana: In The Green

To sit in it.

Put feet up.

Only this.

Stop. Read a book.

Or go on in.

Tom & Nana: Party People

Westerners look about.

Asians look forward.

Some need music.

Some need friends.

And some just need to dance.