Tag Archives: Dream Notation

name into oblivion

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Alas, very soon everything will disappear:the birdcalls, the delicate blossoms. In the end,even the earth itself will follow the artist’s name into oblivion.” — Louise Glück / “Primavera” “The problem is that global … Continue reading

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individually wrapped canon

yet more incendiary emails from management (n+7) This Halloween, Tuesday, Oct 31, resolution chimeras will be trigger-or-treating in the tower and the townhouses. If you would like to monger the chimeras to knuckle on your doorway, show off their cottons, … Continue reading

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want to stop

repetition compulsion i have toits a compulsion of sorts im not aliveusually deeply depressedwhen im not doing it see said compulsion abovewhen i realize some days laterim not doing it anymoreive stopped stoppingwhen for someineffable reasoni stop i want to … Continue reading

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tap tap tap

esperance calling follow myriad routes of varying lengthspast aspens beeches cedars and larchesit’s not required or conducive to spiritual reflectionbut how else would you see a hellbender or red eftor be attentive to the gentle sounds around you:breezes whipping through … Continue reading

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one more day

painted turtle blues (tanka) i did my good deed—rescued a painted turtleout of the roadway i meddled with nature’s way—terrapin lives one more day What I’m Reading: “New German research data makes clear that cycling doesn’t just clear the air, … Continue reading

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most general terms

Unknown Characteristics I am a 10-year veteran of disaster remediation.There is no reliable data for this operation.The operation has to be planned from scratch.Speak only in the most general terms.Reaveal nothing of value.This is so secret I can’t call my … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt.48

What I’m Reading: “Lord, I say, I am shaken;This mattress of dirt won’t bounce a bug.I used to sleep on ripples. Now I napWhere I drop in a pasture of odds and ends.” — Lewis Meyers / “Going to Chicago”

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the long loneliness

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… even a good man was more deadly than the worst of bears…” — Lauren Groff / The Vaster Wilds “Glück’s death marks a line break, but not a full stop, to a … Continue reading

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my own bed

Day Off Get thee behind me, New Hampshire—I’m back in my home state.You stand before me Massachusetts—I’m not a native son but happy adoptee.Bring the magic: flare—into your autumnal finery.I’ve earned a day off the bike—And a night (or two?) … Continue reading

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as one hugs

That was Quick New Hampshire flies by in a couple of hours as one hugs the short length of Atlantic coast in the “Live Free or Die State.” That was quick. Maine and 135 miles in the rear view—home state … Continue reading

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