Archive for July 2004
where the book falls open…
VIII
I can see myself years back at Sunion,
hurting with an infected foot, Philoctetes
in woman’s form, limping the long path,
lying on a headland over the dark sea,
looking down the red rocks to where a soundless curl
of white told me a wave had struck,
imagining the pull of that water from that height,
knowing deliberate suicide wasn’t my métier,
yet […]
random observations
there are three men in my driveway, gradually disassembling a buick…at least it isn’t on the lawn anymore. (even if it doesn’t work at the end of this experience, it’ll be towed to the actual owner’s place, and thus out of my world entirely.)
I’m raring to go on a long bike ride, but first […]
things I can’t photograph
* Boingo jumping the neighbor’s fence
* bees in the oregano
* daffodils (not that there are any around now)
better in the morning
I appreciate the responses from Dorothea & Kermit to yesterday’s extended anxious whine. (I thought about deleting it entirely, but decided against it.)
today I’ve called a few therapists…and my inlaws, to whom I owed a bit of explanation. (I have inlaws? this continues to surprise me; but I love them a lot. […]
this is not a cry for help
but today I made this list in my head:
* I haven’t written more than a page on my (10-year!) novel in the last six months.
* I haven’t written more than a half-dozen poems longer than 3 lines in the last couple of years.
* I have been dreaming a lot, but can’t remember anything.
* I’m always […]
something a little different
I’m trying the PHP-driven dynamic text replacement on the headers, now that I’ve again found the font that the header images were created with. so far, though I’m noticing that it’s not handling those special characters very well. I’ll need to look into that if I’m going to keep this method. (I […]
