Trying to use the produce before it spoils, the milk a lost cause, dust rueful on the mantle. So easy to think, if only– but each year knows better, better. How does the cilantro just liquify? It’s cool in the refrigerator. What lasts and what does not? Salt and biterness, but you can’t cure a life. Maybe preserve it, depriving it of air, and light, keeping it for the sake of possession, the fear of […]
This morning seagulls called out whistle-bright above the frozen world, camellias under ice, clear dawning. Now it’s night, my bags are ready, nothing is left but to savor life, packed down nicely, finally, and this dry cava, cold as a cave, clinquant on the tongue, like the ocean arriving, a secret revelation, so transient and divine [HAPPY NEW YEAR! Optional Poetry is going on vacation, for the next week or so will be posting poems from the […]
Drunk of this new light this new sun right delirious everything is more now finally visible for all that it is winter has deceptive clarity how easy it is to forget that emptiness is also a state of being fillable lack giving flavor to abundance
Wednesday the tired wrung-out day the lightest of rains falling and sometime last night the kid ended up coding went back to the Unit and this morning my head aches my dispo brittle in so many ways of course there’s no such thing as silence on this floor it is a living place it groans with life and at its leaving rattles like the IV pole of a patient making his rounds all morning long […]
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