mondays are meshed with tuesdays
and the week with the whole year.
time cannot be cut
with your exhausted scissors,
and all the names of the day
are washed out in the waters of night.
~ pablo neruda - too many names
it has been 5 weeks since i returned from mother india..
it has been 6 weeks since i was discharged
from the hospital in bangalore..
after a 103 fever, a collapsed lung and pneumonia..
it has been 1 year since i was on the island of patmos, greece
and 2 years since the death of my mama..
it has been 7 days since i carried a totem pole through the seattle streets
and 2 days since i received my job as the mariners seating host
for the 2012 baseball season...
who's counting?
for children and other living things
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March
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- love me do
- opening day
- kool-aid orange bandit
- lunula
- raise your hand
- spring king
- spriiiiiing!
- tao sutra diamond light
- robin's evensong
- an irish prayer
- soul-searching
- ides of march - idus martii
- inquiry
- substitute
- does anybody really know..
- mistake-in identity
- bedside manners
- international woman’s day (2012)
- there is no where an angel is not
- moon shine
- rustlers
- resilience
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1 comment:
A splendid report of you..we love and miss you and are glad you are well and will join your beloved mariners...we have snow, i have a week off to spring clean, Karl is caring for his people at their special homes, jenna is sleeping in this Saturday morn, no doubt char is too, at her college home. All is well at the whippoorwill...Ps i am saving up for new flooring. I love you.
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