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Picture
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Friday
April 4, 2025
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turned the
compost, potted lemon
tree that arrived in oblong box earlier this
week, sanded and oiled front porch bench built only
last year but already
weathered. just puttering, trying to overcome
the tendency to see time as a grid, each day nothing
but a box to be X'ed off the calendar. slavko
invited me to backyard campfire cookout and i
arrived a bit before sunset, flames barely visible
in daylight. i got to thinking how wood is embodied
solar energy (as are we), and this crackling fire
was yesteryear's sun being released, a tiny star at
my feet. then i noticed i was smoking, fat ember in
lap burning a hole in my pants, flicked away just as
i felt the first sharp kiss of heat on my skin,
brought down to earth again. |
