Thursday, February 5, 2009

This Fine Preparatory Light

A lovely lift just now –
new willingness
to entertain whatever
comes. Afternoon light
rumbles – tumbles
through a strange familiar
peace in me – I make

an early dinner: prepping
for an orchestra rehearsal
to which I will venture
with my bundled violin
through freezing
night, and somehow
I am fine with every likely

gelid bit of it. Something
in this fine preparatory
light. I’m happy with
my New York City life:
eager to pursue its
course. One wants
to thank a source.


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