Friday, August 01, 2014

Rabbit rabbit!

"The lonely white
rabbit on the roof is a star
twitching its ears at the rain."

from "Come Into Animal Presence" by Denise Levertov

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Rabbit rabbit!

"I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day."

- Mary Oliver, from "The Summer Day"

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Long Bright Morning

On the second day of summer, I woke to the sound of birds, and in my mind there were dozens of them, and they were tiny--Chickadees maybe, though I'm terrible at identifying birds--and they were in the back yard eating the terrible little bugs off our enormous willow tree. Although, as I woke up more fully, I realized of course they were in the front yard, the birds, and the side maybe, and Theo was having a lovely time watching them through the window, a cat in the open window for summer, like a dream of a life. And then Gus was bothering him, waving his mouth around Theo's head, and the cat gently swatting with one paw, like a story of a life with a cat and a dog. And then I forced myself to write down the supremely boring dream still lingering, because that's how to get those weird dreams growing, you have to plant a seed of I will remember you.

There was a credit card in my dream, symbolizing no doubt my constant fretting about money, and a table full of guests who left me to pay the bill at a fancy restaurant (but in the dream I knew I'd be reimbursed, if only I could find my credit card under linen napkins and a chess board and the table setting of the family arriving next, for some reason ordering breakfast when what we'd just eaten was dinner). And there you have it.

Friday, June 20, 2014

They Played Roy Orbison and Patsy Cline

Apparently I've forgotten how to blog. I've also forgotten whether I object to using "blog" as a verb.

Here's a pretty picture:

The sky looks like this today where I live: the clouds look all puffy and cartoonish like that! I ate breakfast with my dad at the Palace Diner in Biddeford, drank a malt iced coffee with my sweetheart, texted with my girl in India, spent some quality time with my three boys (two of them non-human). I wrote some words on paper with a pen. I got no paid work done, as a little reward to myself for a week of getting lots of paid work done. Good job, self.

Sunday, June 01, 2014

Rabbit rabbit!

"Shine! shine! shine! 
Pour down your warmth, great sun! 
While we bask, we two together."

from "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking," by Walt Whitman

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Extra Dogs, our Girl, and Indian Food

Isaac has been busy making sure he's got all his Ts crossed and Is dotted, so to speak (in other words, ensuring that when family members descend in a festive throng for the occasion of his high school graduation, that he is in fact a high school graduate). He even went to the prom, not at his school but at his special friend's. He's also been busy being a waiter at an Indian restaurant, where he works with a lovely family who cook him a special meal every night after his shift. Last weekend, Mark and I went to see the sublime movie The Lunchbox, and there was so much delicious looking Indian food in it that we ended up eating a second dinner at The Palace. After Isaac finished working, he sat with us to eat his own dinner, and one of his coworkers said, "This is so nice, you can chitchat with your mother and father!" He comes home smelling lovely, with leftovers for lunch at school the next day and little spots of turmeric on his button-down shirt. Last night he learned how to make Malai Kofta.

He's off to college in the fall, a bit of a surprise to us since he'd thought probably a gap year or two would figure into his plans. But Sarah Lawrence it is--he'll be a half hour away from Zoë. We are anticipating visits to see them both, while they're in the same part of the world, next year. And what the completely empty nest will be like, or mean for us...we just have no idea. But I'm so thrilled for my boy, he got accepted everywhere he applied but one, and got generous financial aid from Sarah Lawrence. He and I drove down there for an accepted students' day, and it was pretty exciting. I can see Isaac really loving it there.

We borrowed a dog for three weeks, after signing up to be a foster family with Big Fluffy Dog Rescue. Rhonda is a sweet, slow-as-molasses, soft-as-a-kitten Great Pyrenees, and we enjoyed her company while she was here. Gus, in particular, was thrilled to have a canine pal around. We'll do it again, though it was hard to say goodbye to her.

And the girl, the girl! She is in New York visiting some friends for a few days, but we pretty much get to have her for three whole weeks before her next departure. She'll be studying Urdu in Lucknow this summer and also visiting some friends in various parts of India, before coming back to finish school at Barnard in the fall. It's like magic to have her around, and extra special for her to be here when we're celebrating the end of Isaac's high school career and, soon, his eighteenth birthday.

Friday, May 02, 2014

Under the Skin

You get distracted
By her pretty skin, don't you?
It's kind of the point.

(Alternate haiku:

The friend beside me:
"Is she a moth?" Me: "Does she
Have a vagina?")