I walk past our house
again and again... again
with our dogs, actually
silent blue super moon
close enough to touch
I feel a bit like... a ghost
on the outside I can feel
only flowing and falling
the swallowing of places
like I'm not even here
our windows like pages
in a picture book, maybe
a passage from a novel
this bloom in your voice
as I finally open the door
Pic: Nu, Max, Big A, & Huck. These guys! Being so cute when I returned from a long day of teaching.
High: seeing new and familiar faces in class. + Being able to remember the names of a hundred or so new students.
Low: Saying goodbye to JD, a dear colleague-friend who's moving to U of M.
4 comments:
PUPPIEEEEEEESSSSS!!!!
It does feel like that sometimes looking into a lighted house at night.
Cute puppies.
:)!!
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