scattered in all directions
with the speed of light
the best laid plans
four days of being home alone
to write, of course, and
put away
skiis,
winter clothes,
laundry,
books,
shovels,
to meditate, of course, and
unpack,
garden tools,
spring clothes,
boxes
memories,
Four days of being home alone,
to mediate, swollen foot iced
to write, twisted foot loved
from the couch, from the bed
I see yard unraked, boxes, still packed
daffodil blooms, snow disappear.
Scatter rug slowdowns.
gkn April 30 2015
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The way you have captured the scattered-ness, both of the physical and the temporal, is VERY useful. A message to listen, to be less scattered. Less scattered in the mundane tasks that seem to be thought about in the midst of other things. Mindful of the skiis, the unraked leaves and the long lawn.
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