The failed experiment will not be a singular experience
could be wide with ramifications
is it unusual to have unhappiness early in life
and to have fullness of life later?
Sighting an uncommon bird
will be peculiar day.
a point of celebration.
The jellyfish dance,
glitter in the night
Walking in Festival of Lights
When I am having obscure feelings
When my neighbors start their monumental discussions
When you feel giddy
I hold the chairs with both hands
Plant my feet strongly
Breath deep and regular
The flood will recede
The forest will bloom again
I have been nudging my reluctant imagination
Offer alternatives, new ideas
Rare excursions to simplify playful musings
During all these days of rain
My memories are filled with orchids, mushrooms, migrating birds
Of intelligent fish and butterflies
Of praying mantis, of rabbits
I want allowances for distractions
Without being detained, a few moments
To clear my mind
The artistic practice to fail better
The waiting and unhurried way to find my shoes
And myself like a new beginning
I want to sing to you
Hike and dance our way
To the mountain.
These photos are taken from walk to the river during the last 3 days.
The present books I’m reading: Super-Infinte, The Transfomation of John Donne by Katherine Rundell
Shirley Hazzard, A Writing Life byBrigitta Olubas
How To Live or A Life of Montaigne by Sarh Bakewell
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