August 27


And then we were . . . 
Oh, the elephants are thinking about leaving the room. It might be a good idea.

August 26


Sat ’neath the eyes of the lofty skies
We were chained by the rain to the pain of our love
And then we cried

Held ’neath the bars of the tangling stars
We were pinned by the might of the warrior night
We kissed and cried

         – (You must know . . .)

August 25


Stovepipe hat
Isadora Duncan’s scarf (facsimile)
Silk Road Economic Belt
Cod & Chips Piece
A Thong at Twilight

August 24


So I had a dream about having a dream about waking up and finding that what I had been dreaming was not a dream after all. Then, after breakfast, I had lots of fun figuring out what outfit to wear to the clown’s funeral.

August 23


So I had a dream about trying to talk with a tree nymph who was always disappearing and reappearing as someone or something else. Then I had lots of fun figuring out what it might mean.

August 22


So I had a dream about having to get somewhere by a certain time and having absolutely no chance of making it. Then I had lots of fun figuring out what it might mean.

August 21


My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you
what spring does to cherry trees.

        – Pablo Neruda, from “Every Day You Play”

August 20


One of the warmest places on earth
I have an inkling
It is not in your heart

August 19


If you would like to see a golden eagle
The best place to go is Scotland
But I also have a book. It has pictures.

August 18


The protection appears to have left the room;
All that’s left is a gaggle of gigglers:
Nobody is taking our concerns at all seriously.