and where will it return? Will it be changed by the journey? Changed by who sees it and is smitten? Changed by the words spoken? Or marveled at by the one in the corner eating a tuna fish sandwich?
Large wooden box at the Bureau now holds the notes of the detective, as the captain of cold cases has reminded us of the present caseload and asked that we let the notes be for now. We are instructed to stack them in chronological order, which strikes me as too logical for this compilation, as our man may have jumped from case to case as the mind wanders, flits, lands, and then jumps again.
This, for example, in an entry dated cut flowers, 1983:
At the bazaar a two-day old flower can be savage. Meet me at the second stall to the left, bring candy. Blue shutters, rain on the ivy, buildings without lights, cannot hide there.
Large wooden box at the Bureau now holds the notes of the detective, as the captain of cold cases has reminded us of the present caseload and asked that we let the notes be for now. We are instructed to stack them in chronological order, which strikes me as too logical for this compilation, as our man may have jumped from case to case as the mind wanders, flits, lands, and then jumps again.
ReplyDeleteThis, for example, in an entry dated cut flowers, 1983:
At the bazaar a two-day old flower can be savage.
Meet me at the second stall to the left, bring candy.
Blue shutters, rain on the ivy, buildings without lights, cannot hide there.