2011-08-22 - 01:12 a.m.
being close together and far apart in happy unity
the sky was flooded with colors straight from the tube - cerulean, rose madder, scarlet lake. there was thunder, some wind and a few raindrops.
the air opened before me and closed behind me, hushed and anticipatory. but the promised downpour never came.
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reading: slow homecoming, by peter handke.
listening to: camera obscura - shine like a new pin.
working on: manuscript revisions.
in the garden: the fall harvest beans are coming up.