the brief geography of delight
as it happens, today is bright and full of color the roads are squishing out bits of snow and splashing them onto the curb where walkers play the step-around or be drowned game and dogs follow sidewalk patterns with their better eyes (they know where they move) children are on the climbing wall in the park and games of tag transpire everywhere there is a sense that time is opening we are, so much of the time, falling out of days and scratching our heads at how quickly they pass but life is everywhere and now so i cross through the park and slide my key into the mailbox watching for another dark star that may or may not come today and knowing: it's only afterwards that we mean things most of the time only after-ways that we think about how sweetly the seconds fit together. while everything is happening and we are watching it go unaware that anything at all is happening some good fortune falls and we are unnecessary for the passing of days we are not needed in the way we want to be and how free that makes us to spiral out into frenzies of delight after all, every delight is everywhere always.
2008-01-24 | 11:00 a.m.
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