February 2012
5 posts
The amazing moment when you get disproportionally attached to something and then that something wins an Oscar….
Meryl is going to win….and it is going to be a really good night. Like Christmas or election day.
Ante Meridian
Sometimes minutes bite like mosquitoes
and I get itchy in the corners of Tuesday morning.
The tiny seeds in my cerebellum
(oh how they want to be sunflowers!)
mourn the fact that they will never have roots.
Nevertheless, Furelise plays on
from the room with the single white rocking chair.
O Captain! My Captain!
It truly is, just now, beginning.
O Captain! My Captain!
Some people have religion.....
I have Meryl