Daily Archives: June 5, 2017

a word for the way the new light hits

how the day begins: 
ears and body, tawny colored,
that i glimpse moving through the part-sun, part-shade all-green woods
out the north facing window
that i think is a bobcat
but, as it moves into the tiniest clearing i can see
is a fawn
what is a word for the way the new light hits its young ears
up and alert?
_______
how the day also begins:
gray bird landing on the mottled bark of a persimmon tree
just outside the north-facing window
how i guess catbird and then it makes its squeaky whiny call, yes, cat bird
_______
and the day also starts this way: 
mama cat following me up the path
that i walk every morning (and that she follows me on every morning) 
towards the whitehouse
past the fluffs of fur from the gibbous/mama cat fight 
from yesterday evening
_______

that sortof tropical sounding bird cynthia says as we listen for its call
of the pileated woodpeckers that have arrived
as we stand in south garden
along the brassicas – whose collard leaves and kale leaves we are about to harvest
_______
on the dinner menu
which i prepare soundtracked by cocorosie and bon iver (both of which are so very many years ago
but it’s been a while) : 
tepary bean/quinoa salad with peas and spinach
massaged kaleslaw
toasted/seasoned pumpkin and sunflower seeds
a dutch baby and a dutch baby baby 
with sliced strawberries to scatter on top
in celebration of the big news
_______

i’ve never been called big sister i say
to glow who just appreciated my big sisterhood
i’ve been the youngest all me life
_______
in our latest episode  i joke with mom and dad
who are following my life
like a soap opera as it unravels
like a soap opera but whose life
doesn’t?
the cool air breezing in the open windows
perfect in temperature (mid 60s to low 70s)
and windy enough that i can later sit on the porch
mama cat in my lap purring as if she was never feral
without being bothered by a single mosquito

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