log: earth day 2009
soon we will leave
for the Indian restaurant
where we are meeting friends.
early this morning,
i dreamed something complicated
about a garbage can problem
in an unfamiliar kitchen.
the solution was utterly simple
and involved a bold decision
to change everything
about the garbage can
radically.
today is brilliantly spring.
it feels like a great gift
with no irony or strings
attached.
i am wearing sandals.
tiny green leaf buds sing
silly little notes
that rise like bubbles
into the enormous sky.
i can see them.
today i’ve thought about:
the death of a dear elder friend last night
ashes gratitude
forgiveness & how to hug
someone you don’t want to hug you back.
today i’ve read
some Wallace Stevens
Borges & misc.
poetry.
this afternoon
Steph’s tiny puppy curled
into my neck and slept
on me.
before that
a hawk sailed over my head
robins greeted me
my dog said I love you
a thousand ways
and now my husband’s
filling the house
with music
before we go.
--Zann Carter 04.25.09
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