lemon cake

green grass from a window-camera lens partially closed


long bike rides, stopping to take off my shoes and eat an orange






old sea barn


tell your story walking


the particular sadness of lemon cake

it's good to be near the ocean again

april is poetry month, so as i packed for my move up here to canada, deciding what books i needed to bring, i made sure to choose one of poetry. i brought the pablo neruda book given to me last summer. i read a handful of poems this morning, sitting on the couch with a mug of tea, next to the wood stove.

his poems make me wish i knew spanish:

inclinado en las tardes tiro mis tristes redes

a tus ojos oceanicos

leaning into the evening i throw my sad nets

to your ocean eyes

-twenty love poems: 7

right now

bill evans jazz piano

homemade bread-toasted with almond butter

a good, thick book finished and a new one begun

tea tea tea

and the rain outside makes the snow become slush...