Two Hundred and Nine
Hey you! It’s been a while, and I have much to tell you…but perhaps not now! Just so you know, even I have not written or sent you anything in a while.. I have been thinking about you and love imagining looking at you when I sit by a window on this cold and sunny winter day!
Xs & Os.
From Sonnet to Orpheus
Quiet friend who has come so far,
feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell. As you ring,
what batters you becomes your strength.
Move back and forth into the change.
What is it like, such intensity of pain?
If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.
In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.
And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water, speak: I am.