Perhaps it's a meal coming together with the lush bounty of the season with intriguing parings of spices & herbs? Or paper inviting just those apt mix of words to mend or upend and please the ears. Palpable. Pick up a spoon; pick up a pen: just get out of your own way.
haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5)
Monday, August 12, 2019
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visit home one winter
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watching the strangers bend over your self-portrait-
how many nights were the lights blazing,
the fans and saws and compressors blowing
energy unto the noble aim, one life's work?
we are mute in the face of the final display--
it is up to strangers, after all, to make it matter.
so what if we know the story behind the steel?
Distilled like the glint of the sun on the hills
we roll over the back roads in jovial passage.
The family name is nailed to a swinging board
and suddenly the day is defined, the journey
has an end--to fight the world's folly with a flame?
for d. 8/2019 sf, ca