Monday, November 18, 2024

Sleep, geraniums and in the woods.

1. After a long time asleep, I wake up.

2. Geraniums, impossible blue, bloom deep into November.

3. I find myself alone in the woods counting seconds, listening to leaves falling and the calling of birds.

Hoarders, flowers and technology.

1. In a low voice he reels off the names of the muscles where I have been hoarding all this tension. 2. He comes home with posies of flowers...