Friday, June 16, 2023

Workshop, grasses and fox.

 1. Zoom workshop. One participant has their camera covered because where they are, it's after 11pm. Someone reads lines addressed to their gauzy image -- but there is no response. Thousands of miles away, a poet sleeps.

2. The evening sun shines down the slope and through the various, various grass heads.

3. 'There's the fox.' And sure enough, there he is in the middle of the lawn, glaring at us drinking wine on a school night. 

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...