and here is clothing, and a good education… and here is your [brown, brown, pants fell down], i replied.

I really cannot wait to be sitting next to the swimming pool with my dear Momma in a couple weeks.  But until then, I have to wish her a Happy Mother's Day from afar.  I have to tell her how much I love her, without hugs.  Tell her how thankful I am for her, without… Continue reading and here is clothing, and a good education… and here is your [brown, brown, pants fell down], i replied.

like slow ferris wheels.

[just some things i very much love for your midmorning.] [designs for good music.] [a song.] [be a kid again.] [jonathan.] [coffee.] [billy.] These days every morning begins like a joke you think you have heard before, but there is no one telling it whom you can stop. One day it's about a cow who… Continue reading like slow ferris wheels.

nothing under my skin but light.

Too much love.  Too much excitement. Don't know why. So here I go. Sitting in the library, next to the poetry section, which holds like [i don't know] a hundred Billy Collins books, makes me feel close to you.  All of you. I love libraries.  Duh, who doesn't? I wish I could run around one… Continue reading nothing under my skin but light.

what was simple in the moonlight…

Found this when I wasn't looking for anything... Late Harvest Time, it is time. Summer has been long-stretched-out, full. Go ahead, Fall: shrink down the days and sugar the grapes for late-harvest wine. Anyone still unknown to herself will stay, probably, that way. Anyone unlinked by love will be love- left-out now—waking, mind-pacing up and… Continue reading what was simple in the moonlight…