Thursday, December 27, 2012

Medjool dates. Why do Medjool dates remind us of blank poetry notebooks.

It's a number-thing. Sitting on the counter are two unopened boxes (one substantial,
the other more-so) of Medjool dates. How to consume?

All over the house in various places, blank notebooks.

Until the blog entry is complete, this is a page of a blank notebook.

Please excuse me. I'm breaking here to grab a date. Will return shortly.

1 comment:

  1. ML/3

    Until the end of time we walked
    Her tiny hand in mine
    In the dark without the rain we walked
    Until the end of time

    for JG, imagined and eternal ghost
    SF, CA 2011