Earlier than it looks — I was fascinated by the shadow racing back and forth on the power lines — I heard the crickets again last night 11/11 I love the trash stratum — I’ve spent 1000s of hours watching murder mysteries — I also enjoy watching this moose dance to Amelia Lens: A bee this late in the season should worry me — instead — I watched the latest season of Shetland I appreciate anything where the landscape is one of the show’s main characters I’ve certainly found it to be true in my life — the landscape seems to be a narrator of my moods — often my thoughts Just as the squirrels seem to embody “scamper away'“ — When they detect my shadow We tend to remember ourselves when the moonlight and the lamplight illuminate our singular multitudes The room has gotten too dark to see the keyboard — I’ve never been good at touch typing — yet — I can play video games in the dark Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
Isn’t it funny how we all remember those three lines from “Song of Myself?” And if you’ve never seen them before now — you’ll never forget them? Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 11/12/2022