not since april
has another month begun with A.
put a note up with a staple.
into this tree, mark it maple.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
not since april
has another month begun with A.
put a note up with a staple.
into this tree, mark it maple.
around on tables.
here they are. seems many.
just reading one at a time; or two.
i tell you reading keeps me company.
books tell a story.
the town we came to last
October with Catherine my daughter.
the town is Wooster,
an R instead of W and you'd have Rooster.
an hour away when you figure.
good weather, good country drive.
ordered the Evelyn 13 again.
leftovers were boxed and became supper.
John walker caught me, turned came back
we talked the morning with interest covering his current book and frogs.
i explained how the principal takes a position.
he will look now to see who is boss .
i have to speak up for him to hear.
John lives in his world as i harbor mine.
we are comfortable talking.
i made a four line poem as an example.
that's how comfortable the space john gives me.
always i'll speak louder, more clearly.
he walks miles each day.
i call him john walker.
a good soul.
skip the prediction.
sure we have the complete thick
all the way up and across, from one
side to the other plus up and down,
it's totally gray with no darkness
anywhere.
so it doesn't seem like rain will fall.
not immediately.
maybe after a while.
three minutes after i finished writing this
i turned my back and
it began to rain ... hard.
with expectations that never again
to wake thinking, worrying
about the great black work being
done on our driveway ... good luck.
today they pour, roll and spread smooth.
will it smell?
and the rabbits keep away?
and, yes, we've good weather;
there is no rain.
quietly near summer sunset
in the back yard three rabbits appear.
they don't walk or run out.
quietly they appear at once.
our little one is surrounded,
and may be the attraction.
ten minutes later they disappear.
The workers are going at the drive.
Monday will see them put down asphalt.
That will be the end of it for them.
For us it starts our hundted foot stretch
of driveway. Clean, smoothed.
Easier to walk on for me.
A sight prettier than gravel.
We'll see how it affects the rabbits.
They are our interest now, until the day they disappear for the winter.
A lot of trees, an acre of land and tabbits.
Of this we care.
and i remember at the end i told my friend Joe i'd have to move back to California again. during the dream i know the weather was fine.
if i was down by the boats i'd really like that. i guess my friends and the boats i knew are all gone. Even Mike at the shipyard is probably retired by now.
it's better to just dream some and feel good about the marina in Sausalito, California. i have warm feelings when i think about it.
all eyes to the sky.
the hard way of prediction.
we know rain is surrounding us,
on tbe way to wash us down.
radar doesn't lie.
the soil is sticky enough right now.
thank goodness the Mennonites are an able crew, and yet there's only one of him.
hats off. attention.
we made it, this shed's in.
starting easy on the light side.
its a grey day, no doubt.
an atmosphere dull, not sharp.
what this weather's about.
Saturday, 10-28-2017
take some steel and winds
not great, but easy.
color them rolling,
skies alive.
consider this open time.
wall to wall.
free with no appointments,
that's how to awaken.
gives me space to create.
fill the day with what is best.
i should make a list.
had a circle of dream,
light as a feather.
in the back of my mind i'm keeping an eye out for what's next.
Angela Merkel spoke. a pleasure to see dignified composure and competence..
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took the car in; then after the oil change
paid 500 dollars more for new break pads.
plus another hour and a half waiting
for them to do the job.
i think one guy did the work.
they had coffee and no donuts.
you go to an auto dealer and that's what you get.
it is good i report, so you remember.
when i glanced up from my book
two rabbits were ten feet in front of me.
next to them
two humming birds were at the feeder.
it took less then a second
for the rabbits and i to see each other.
both rabbits simultaneously split the instant we saw each other.
the birds drank at their usual pace.
i need a bit more sun.
now i'm in the shade.
these are the moments we wait all winter for.
sunny, warm and silent morn.
out the kitchen window
two small deer in the yard
getting water from our dish;
heads suddenly turn
their moother is here.
she leads them into the
woods and quickly away.
here's the review.
had blue snow;
not more than we could handle.
didn't get covid, worried about it
stayed at home. TV and
good books got us through.
ate everyday.
The new style of penmanship is easy to do, while
the old fashion was elegant, swirly, handsome.
writing notes for shopping, corresponding with friends and family.
Making notation for later- things you need to remember.
flotation. Croation.
once underway spinning
the beginning has begun.
we'll be whirling underway,
count on us.
San francisci Bay i say, Sifu bill,
thanks to you.
another perfect day.
we're hundreds. half here
and half wishing we were
and thinking about it.
right down to coffee and a donut.
Chris will bring his experience to
the situation, he said.
get the drain on the level.
what a devil.
now at seven a.m. Meri is working on it.
i woke to hear her working
in the mud on the exterior.
she got up at five and cleaned the drain.
what a pain.
Chris forgot to get here.
he went to a party instead.
Color him red.