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...