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Excerpt
And I thought, as he reached down to brush the hair from my eyes, the trouble with dreaming is that we eventually wake up.
from The Year of the Monkey, by Patti Smith, 2019
Pleasures
soak up life’s little pleasures,
they are fleeting
One Look
it was one look, but it was everything
These things lately
farmers markets
falling leaves
mocha coffee
Maira Kalman
blue jeans
Earth, Wind and Fire
(the group–because Boogie Wonderland–but also…)
spinning earth
roaring wind
and raging fires
Ferocity
she was a wild and tangled mass of ferocity
Lately
insects that look like green leaves
dreams that hang about like languid strings
soap that smell like sweet roses
laughter that soars like paper airplanes
an early morning
white satin moths fly through early morning fog
as i sit on the side porch in the hushed silence,
with my coffee and thoreau
Not her
he did not choose her
Away
she turned away
spanishwoods 