I want a clear sky
and a cup of coffee
a borrowed sweater
and a telescope.
I have a love affair
with Aldebaran
(but I admit to cheating with Rigel).
I need a rooftop terrace
a spiral staircase
and a Romeo star.
Romeo, Romeo
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Monthly Archives: April 2012
On The Eve of The Terrible
Observation.
The ability for the body and spirit to heal is incredible. Still, after nine years, the eve of the anniversary of my mother’s death still resonates.
It’s like a bell.
A sudden wakefulness of the soul that recalls:
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It Is So Quiet (Apart from the Humming)
I always have music around me.
Before the age of the iPhone, iPod, or Sony anything, I would hum little songs,
A series of related notes,
Like cousins wandering arm in arm
to the creeks of my childhood.
No matter how noisy it gets,
Music stills me,
Reminds me,
To be still,
To listen.
And it’s quiet,
Apart from the humming.
What If The Sun Sang
In my mind, the sun wears sequins.
I like the idea of a dancing star…
And sunlight is the spotlight
And the glare is the flash
Of a chorus routine…
And the clouds are vaudeville comics
And maybe the sun will sing.
