Saturday, January 20, 2024
winter afternoon
Friday, January 19, 2024
infinitesimal
Pic: One of Max's many cuddly contortions with Big A.
Wednesday, January 17, 2024
buried in an obituary
for a snack and I pull out
Saturday, January 06, 2024
mystery/mastery
Monday, January 01, 2024
leap
how we have been
Sunday, December 31, 2023
1 2 3 1 2 3
I'm very dissatisfied that I haven't done my weekend chores (caretaking plants, vacuuming) going into the new year, but c'est la vie. Nu came over to gently hug me when I was worrying about this and said: "Don't worry, mama! You'll get it done, you always do." I had thought they were going to offer to help me, (LOL) but this is sweet too.
Also, health is SUCH a privilege. My standards really dropped yesterday. Although Nu was having a sleepover, I didn't make food, check linens, etc. I couldn't. It helped that the guest was celiac and carries their own food, but still.
At 9:00 pm today, I'm headed off to the NYE write-in with the lovely Pooja Makhijani and crew. My plans are to finish the annual New Year's Day poem and work on a couple of projects.
There's some lingering and irrational sadness today because of all the strange and unsettling dreams from yesterday. But all told, still a good day. I'm glad to have recovered. Grateful for people who light lamps for me when my light flickers. Grateful for family, friends, kindness, and decency in this hurting world. Oh, how I wish Scout were here with me every day. I'm grateful to Max for making me laugh every day. I am absolutely stunned by the moments of beauty and grace life continues to bring. I hope all of it and justice too will come to all of us. "Ring out the thousand wars of old / Ring in the thousand years of peace."
Pic: I'm in love with this dead branch absolutely bejeweled with moss (from a soggy walk with Max and Huck).
Wednesday, December 27, 2023
shelter
waves too ...
Tuesday, December 26, 2023
finding a center
Tuesday, December 19, 2023
a morning manifesto
Thursday, December 14, 2023
apostrophe
until I get them right...
I may never get them rightdon't be afraid, maya
my body is failing
there's room right about herefor a quiet chorus
I'm right here, waiting
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Pic: I got some mall-style Winter Wonderland when I dropped off some stuff at the Fretail Store. (I'm so happy this store, which gives people the experience of shopping while giving away things for free, exists in Lansing.) Today was also a day I had to pick up Huck and Max from the groomers and then turn around to take Nu and myself to the dentist. This is what happens when I press pause on all non essential appointments in the final weeks of class. I guess I was tired; I fell asleep while the dentist and hygienist were still peering into my mouth.
Tuesday, December 12, 2023
life or something like that
autobiography somewhere
just a shift of a world away
where my words have wars
locked into them
I am--again--lost amongst
Friday, December 08, 2023
"praying for peace/living with love"
Wednesday, December 06, 2023
another love poem
until we look alike
Saturday, December 02, 2023
extra ordinary
wide, wide wings and know
Pic: View from the eastward bridge over the Red Cedar. It's not yet officially open, but I sampled it with L last week and Big A this morning. Reader/StephLove, I touched it!
Tuesday, November 28, 2023
“The Drifting”
on nights like this I think
I have not given as much as I could.
the wind roars and then is gone.
that is what it does.
they give themselves utterly, and move on.
Sunday, November 26, 2023
from fall to falling snow
first as rock, then as sand
then sand in an hourglass
Tuesday, November 21, 2023
Fierce
Things I do not control: A text informs me of an armed robbery a few blocks away, news of a shooting at a superstore close to where we used to live and where MIL still lives, L tells me she was friends with the MSU student who died in Gaza.
I'm going to take the next two days off to loaf and read and cook and eat and laze and hang out with my people. I shall loaf and invite my soul.
Pic: Max and Hucky celebrating with an impromptu tussle at my feet.
Monday, November 20, 2023
my mom speaks on trust, lust, and gods
Pic: This mossy-jeweled beauty in Baker Woods yesterday with LB and TB. I was jabbering about my mom a lot yesterday.
Sunday, November 19, 2023
falling back
Thursday, November 09, 2023
season's change
I know how to love
I've built a bed out of longing
and can't put it down
Pic: Playing "catch" with Max. All I have to do is stomp my foot and yell "catch that puppy!" and Max'll just chase himself all over the yard, running towards me to periodically feint around my feet until he runs out breath. Scout did this too; Huckie would never. Max is very nearly camouflaged amongst the leaves on the ground here.
clarity
there is uncertainty: what to say even in the dignity of the world preserved in light, the lick of ...
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Friends and old neighbors shutting it down in honor of John Crawford. _
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At had us pose for this pic up at Aunt R's place on Lake Huron so he could put it up in his dorm. "Don't tur...
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I have the feeling that I’m going to succumb to the season and put out a list of resolutions soon. Just wanted to establish this heads up th...