Monthly Archives: August 2013

years in the making – August 17

8.17 I strive to stay calm as the boy gets ready to leave.   years in the making of being out in the world   we planned for this along the way of course   that he would go to … Continue reading

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a long days journey into changes – August 16

8.16 a long days journey into changes knowledge puffs up but wisdom builds up. pain of parents left behind, out, over-the-hill, who needs ‘ya. bye.   redemption comes with a phone call text. luv u all. goodnight. sweet dreams sweet … Continue reading

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I do the walk for me – August 15

8.15 I do the walk for me, that’s what I tell the dog anyway. the slow walk tonite, feeling each step, bounce, lurch.   I do the walk to feel my body, not natural for me, a head person who … Continue reading

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serenade – August 11

8.11 I crush the garlic, knife flat side down, pressing ‘till the crunch and I can peel away the outer layers, lop off the brown nub ends and chop, chop, chop.   step one for the mediterranean pasta. onions, olive … Continue reading

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decor -August 10

8.10 the tuscan wall attracts me to it. pictures of family, grammy and the grumpa of name I never knew but came from. mom at age three, brides, rahab, our marital hat. echoes and tokens of lives still vibrant in … Continue reading

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white tail limitations – August 9

8.9 white tailed hind quarters disappear into the late dusk shrubbery   across the street a pale fawn cocks its rear leg in statue form.   the dog notices none of it, or all, large animals being beyond his ken … Continue reading

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drowsy eye – August 8

8.8 a drowsy eye oozes open, world still there, sounds having begun to filter in, and smells   of coffee brewing from below, dishes chip chip clinking out of the washer onto shelves   life will happen again this day. … Continue reading

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if you have something to tell me – August 7

8.7 if you have something to tell me do it now, or wait three weeks, she says. bobbie shared his plans to talk about things with his wife after dropping their last for college.   don’t you dare, says my … Continue reading

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chestnut mare – August 6

8.6 turning the corner I see a horse nobbing its head against the end of the fencing. the long neck rolls and twists, stretching then upward to flex the muscles while a subcutaneous shimmer washes back down towards its side. … Continue reading

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the little man he balances – August 5

8.5 the little man he balances on the end of a lever tall held dear upon the other end by a glinting silver ball   can I turn him any way I want will his distance shift and stall or … Continue reading

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