Wednesday
More snakes! Although really just one when I went for a walk
at the end of the drive. I wrote a very strange poem today about how people
supposedly have mistaken a giant fish or a whale or a giant turtle for land.
Even St. Brendan! Very long multi-syllabic words for it in several languages.
The poem interests me but is perhaps in another country from other things I
have written perhaps ever. I also sorted through my unbooked poems and made 5
sections—two unseries, work series, lecture series, small place series. I think I’ll put “Soldiers” by itself in the
front because it seems to me it prequels several sensibilities to come. Sat for
a very long time in the canopied swing thing while the wind got stronger and
stronger and the light changed and the waves got higher so you could see through
them at the top.
P.S. T___ makes us look bad by working longer than M___ and
I.
Thursday
Danger alert! T___ and M___ attacked by a bird down by the
miniature golf last night. This was after T___ had given this same bird the
bottom of her cone who only got one satisfying peck at it before there was a giant bird scramble and it was
taken away. When we were going to the car, T___ shrieked and I thought she’d
fallen, but the bird had thumped her head, and then thumped Mary. We discussed
how this and the angry tornado of birds (also yesterday) could be useful scenes
in the beginning of a horror film. Today writing another weird poem with
parenthetical inclusions that answer the title. Also, we visited the coffee
shop/bakery. Good coffee. M___ declares she can’t remember ever having a better cake doughnut. Planning to make a list of poem ideas this afternoon. Something that will be on that list is the Exeter book which has caught my interest.
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