this book: The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady by Edith Holden
jameson in a small glass
spring flowers on the counter
snow storms in the afternoon
this song: Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me (R&B version sung by Gladys Knight & the Pips)
mallards at the marsh
coffee with friends
the beauty of a grey day
is the hard, unforgiving, black edge
beauty is haunting
a photograph trips a memory
deep swells of longing overwhelm me
a cigarette is lit
coffee is sipped
the sun warms the backs of red-winged black birds as they fly across the water–
i hear the screech of a blue jay
and watch the sparrows flee the bench
the pup growls at a point in the distance
and i shield my tired eyes to get a better look
i closed my eyes and saw you clearly on that late summer day, walking through the field towards the house, with the setting sun on your back, two irish setters at your heels and a pheasant in your hand
she pushed icy stones inside of her coat pockets, walking straight into the frigid water–
and i wish i could run back in time to save her
rainy walks in thick fog
small hawks hunting mourning doves
candles in frosted jars
orange and clover tea with sourdough toast
this book: Virginia Woolf by Alexandra Harris
and this book: Under a Pole Star by Stef Penney
bangles made of amber glass
daydreams of dogwood blossoms
