I am in here.
Other Patti and I sit here, each waiting for different things and people. I am waiting for the Zoomtown repairman to arrive, whose duty it will be to fix my ADSL connection which has not been connecting for over a month. Good thing I have a cell card for the laptop, I say. Other Patti … Continue reading A Monday morning of waiting
Have me in the blue and the sun. Have me on the open sea and the mountains. When I go into the grass of the sea floor, I will go alone. This is where I came from—the chlorine and the salt are blood and bones. It is here the nostrils rush the air to the … Continue reading Have Me
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. — Carl Sandburg
I have never quite reconciled myself to last summer’s leaving us. I especially miss warmth and sunshine on a day like today when the gray clouds are way too thick and a drizzle falls on and off throughout the day. I wish that there were something more interesting to write about, but I suppose I … Continue reading January gray
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