I came across the photograph this morning looking for something else. I took it at the beginning of our trip to Cuba two years ago now. It was the afternoon we arrived in Old Havana. In the photo, you are standing with your left side toward me. You are looking at me. You have your arms crossed, your ubiquitous hoody tied … Continue reading Photograph of ‘the Devil’ and an Old Woman in Cuba
I have been wanting to write about bamboo. Instead I find myself thinking about box turtles. Yesterday I came upon one on the path, dull-colored, it's shell broken in one place, a scale fallen away and lost like a stray roof tile, a scuffed substrate beneath and I wondered how many more lay beneath that … Continue reading Box Turtles
I gave you my back as he gave me his: I wanted to be held without holding. I wanted to be touched without touching. I wanted to be kissed without kissing, to be bitten, to be clenched, and pressed. And you did. You bumped your head against me. Like a cat, you pointed out. And … Continue reading Spoon
July 19 1. I got salt in the mail from you. It reminded me of King Lear and his misunderstanding of his daughter's assertion. So I felt loved, though that was a misunderstanding of your intention. The salt was from Bali. I don't know if it was from the north coast or not but I … Continue reading Love Notes – #20
June 20/21 This tiny event is an experiment with memory and how a very tiny, but universal, event - we all have a beating heart - becomes a specific event that reveals the person, the relationship, life stage. The tiny events after the second are evoked by it, or at least they could be. I … Continue reading Heartbeat – #10
I didn't think I was going to show you any photographs. And mostly I won't. But I sometimes will. These are the photographs I talked about in Tiny Event #9.
I hesitate to share this one. I feel like I should only disclose things that are neutral, not things that are angry or uncomfortable. But I figure you, my dear reader, will have had angry or uncomfortable moments and maybe even slammed some doors. You are welcome to tell me about them. June 7 1. … Continue reading Door – Tiny Event #2
June 5 1. I just saw a bird take away a piece of plastic (for its nest?) and I felt guilty. 2. There was a rustle and a clatter and then I saw the bird struggle up with the piece of plastic and fly over the house. 3. The plastic was in the front garden where, if I … Continue reading Bird – Tiny Event #1
Something happened. It happened while I was sitting on my porch in the morning, drinking coffee, eating toast, and reading the New Yorker - same thing I do every morning - one of the reliable rituals that make me feel at ease. It was a very small thing. But this small thing struck me and made … Continue reading Tiny Events – Starting Small
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