starts the diary of Heidi Julavits
temperature will be in the nineties
why not drive to the coast?
sitting on a table with friends in the oyster farm
a few dozens of oysters in the basket, sparkling wine
“live to shuck” says the sign
a day in the life of, on your birthday.
“I know who I am.”
starts the book I got from an estate sale
on my morning walk to the river.
“In the beginning was the word,”
begins my spiritual journey.
Jotting down a line here,a line there
writing takes time, he says, patience
while carrying the weight of the sun
on his back.
The concept of the universe is subtle
sometimes perplexing, sometimes quantum
deals with quarks, and a “folded clock”
the wonder is, what we do not know.