Every evening, an hour before the sun goes down, I walk toward its light, wanting to be altered. Always in quiet, the air still. Walking up the straight empty road and then back. When the sun is gone, the light continues high up in the sky for a while.…
4 tygodnie temu
I climb the mountain. Up steps the moon has already taken. Of Absence. Of things broken. To see if the moon is a mouth. To see if I am what it wants.
4 tygodnie temu
The days are hot and moist now. The doves say true, true, true and fly lovely all the time from and to the tree outside my window, not quieted by the weather as the cats are. The dogs bark only when there is a stranger. The world moves, my Lord, and I stay still,…
4 tygodnie temu
I carry joy as a choir sings, but quietly as the dark carols. To keep the wind away so the hidden ones will come out into the street and add themselves to this array of stars, constellations and moon. I notice the ones in pain shine more than the others.…
4 tygodnie temu
Eight deer on the slope in the summer morning mist. The night sky blue. Me like a mare let out to pasture. The Tao does not console me. I was given the Way in the milk of childhood. Breathing it waking and sleeping. But now there is no amazing smell of sperm on my thighs,…
4 tygodnie temu
Nothing to tell. Nothing to desire. A silence that is not unhappy. Who will guess I am not backing away? I am pleased every morning because the stones are cold, then warm in the sun. Sometimes wet. One, two, three days in a row. Easy to say yes and no.…
4 tygodnie temu
I’m not feeling strong yet, but I am taking good care of myself. The weather is perfect. I read and walk all day and then walk to the sea. I expect to swim soon. For now I am content. I am not sure what I hope for. I feel I am doing my best. It reminds me of when I was…
4 tygodnie temu
alone no loneliness in the dream in the quiet in the sunrise in the sunset Louise. in the dream no loneliness in the dream in the sunrise in the sunset just the two of us…
4 tygodnie temu