Saturday, November 11, 2006

Thinking space.

This afternoon, for the first time in what feels like a long while, I found a quiet stretch of hours within which to work slowly and meanderingly--not in a time-wasting way (though I chided myself a little bit early in the afternoon for not being more swift and productive) but in a meditative one. It is little wonder to me that this week has produced a couple of poems. It is little wonder that my brain is tired, deep down tired. And so: sleep.


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