W I N D. Thought he'd gone. Not.
Went to see Alz. B. Lots of mothers there.
This morning, as it became Light, from the view of the Morning Chair, i saw for the First Time, the beauty of this pot. I'd watered the earth in it well and the porous clay of it was saturated. I'd brought it home last year from one of the places i work. They'd thrown it out. It took till now to actually See it.
spent some more time with my feet.
tore out the tile under the bathroom sink…inside the sink cabinet. It had been giving me the creeps for years. Done. Opened up the computer and lo and behold a Whole World of Dust and cat hair and unidentifiables. Unreal. Vacuumed and dusted the fans with a stiffish paint brush.
Another Love Letter. This time a River.




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