11/30/04

On this date beloved haiku adopted. With this kiss, Kodiak would be 56.  Kindred. Life continues. Stones like stories to be collected.  Memories, of course.  Shared.  

Light

Daybreak.  Ot evening. I turn on two lamps when winter evening arrives. Calms.  Almost candle-like.  Meditative.  I might put the kettle on. Will you stay for tea?  Time of the year to buy an amaryllis or two.   Memories. 

If I were to imagine

the eye of copper?  Or perhaps, the soul of copper.  

 

Why I love cities

especially SF!  Feet rewarded by the visually unexpected.  All in plain sight for all urban explorers.  

Can I catch a ride?

Patiently, waiting for a response.  Well, impatiently.  

Will the center hold?

 Stay tuned.  The world watches.

This is the first line of a novel.

Perhaps, being rewritten in this moment.   Is the book's title, "Home" or "Leaves?"