i still have so much to learn.

"I believe that the very act of believing in something causes us to distance ourselves from that thing, thus a duality is created: oneself and the thing in which one believes. Now since we all know that in order to fully understand a thing one must be that thing, walk a mile in its shoes, so to speak, it seems obvious that the state of believing ( Read more... )

my hair is turning
golden with the season
like rumpelstiltskin
     spinning,
     spinning.

& the boy sent me
flowers
at work the
other day

(they warmed me
     like a dozen
     spring sunrises)

we ate &
walked in the park
yesterday.

& the air was chilly,
but the birds sang
while the light from
the day slowly
gave way
to ink and stars.

things are good
lately

yesterday involved
peppermint coffee &
japanese food,
a new skirt &
the other erin

& my car
did not die
once
     but
     twice

fell asleep early
and before i woke
i dreamt up
a painting

i never believed it
when dalí said it
     but now i do

today was good
     (altho i discovered that i am
     allergic to the mushrooms at work)

snowflakes
& two-hour coffee-conversation
     at a little coney island
& two-hour telephone-conversation
     in a red room

wonderful people are
so rare
     i am blessed,
     i think,
     to know so many

spent the afternoon at the detroit institute of arts
surrounded by rooms full of marble and canvas,
unfinished beauty
     (art is never finished,
     only abandoned)

listened to a choir
praise their god
& sipped coffee underneath
living trees
     their leaves falling
     quietly around us
     as we spoke