Saturday Morning

I want to believe that
even though the world’s edges have become harder,
I maybe be able to find a warm, soft place in it.

~ Stewart Lewis, You Have Seven Messages


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Your morning coffee (90 sec)


Your morning coffee. In autumn, on the Seki River in Myoko Japan. Music is Holocene by Bon Iver.

Driving I-95 S. Miracle? All of it. 

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7 am.
Clear. 50° F. Blue skies.
I’m flowing down I-95 S.
I lower the windows and rest my arm on the door frame.
The gusts fill the cabin. November chill.

70s on 7 is spinning Neil Sedaka and Bad Blood.
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, do-ron-ron

To hell with these nonsensical lyrics. I plug my own.

I do what I want to do.
I hear want I want to hear.
I See. Thank God I can See.
Good Blood. Good Blood. Good Blood.

And the brain train starts to pull,
the steel couplers snap between the rail cars,
the words begin to slide down the rails.
And here they come. Continue reading “Driving I-95 S. Miracle? All of it. “

I do not know which to prefer

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[…]
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendos,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.
[…]

~ Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird


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Guess.What.Day.It.Is?

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