watching the sky fade from pale to paler
what if we had made a life together?
the trees ask their questions
shivering in the almost darkness
cleothedog
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July 5, 2014
July 1, 2014
good music
Please check out the beautiful debut EP, “Retreat,” by my good friend, Greg Gondek!
June 23, 2014
one lamp lit
moth dying under it
toasting its little damp wings
calm and crying
the metal base of the lamp
catches it
June 20, 2014
“I almost wish I hadn’t gone down that rabbit hole; and yet—and yet—it’s rather curious you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy tales I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up I’ll write one—but I’m grown up now,” she added in a sorrowful tone, “at least there’s no room to grow up any more here.”
“But then,” thought Alice, “shall I never get any older than I am now? That’ll be a comfort, one way—never to be an old woman—but then—always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn’t like that!”
“Oh, you foolish Alice!” she answered herself. “How can you learn lessons in here? Why, there’s hardly room for you, and no room at all for any lesson books!”
And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether….
—Alice in Wonderland (Chapter IV, “The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill”)
(Alice in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll, Grosset & Dunlap Publishers, Illustrated Junior Library Edition)
June 10, 2014
XVII.
Treat it more carefully
what?
i said treat it more carefully
Amberdine looked at the bowl of waxy fruit
and the way the table cloth
hung there
limp and beautiful
June 3, 2014
off at work
he pioneers with his
pick axe
and comes home shouting
I USED TO BE A BEAUTIFUL BABY
blood all down his front
raw meat in his hands
May 14, 2014
on the eve of the apocalypse
i will take you to where i know
there is one budding tree
leaves now actually
i will take you there
May 6, 2014
“october at home”
the cat and dog are sunning themselves on the porch. some other, more wild animal is rummaging about in the leaves in the yard. they are dry and noisy, being this time of year. the cat’s ears swivel at the sound, but she doesn’t really move. the dog’s eyes are closed and she’s in the spot for optimal sun. the cat snuggles more into herself.
i can hear the train whistling from behind me, past glen place. i’m losing sun in my seat, the wind is blowing slightly, and some leaves are falling. the sky is completely, perfectly, absolutely blue. no clouds. trucks and cars rumble faintly in the distance, coming from ravensdale or the saw mill or further off. the noise combines with the rushing sound of wind. occasionally punctuated by an acorn banging on a deck or lawn chair at our house or the neighbor’s.
a contractor’s van goes by. up the street something sounds like it cracks or pops under its wheel. cleo rouses. in a sphinx pose her eyes get heavy again. the cat is looking at her. something still rummages in the yard.
April 22, 2014
look at
farm houses in the pink distance
i’m sick of grasping at straws
one light on one light off
deer or small cows in the foreground
April 20, 2014
“different colored eggs”
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