Day #238: Peaches and a Poem

#238

OK, the Indiegogo is ready to post.  It is complete, I believe.  So I will post it tomorrow.  Wow, long time coming.  The post will tell you more about the book and the collection of voices.  I am excited by the possibility of funding the last major step in the process.

Today I helped a friend's daughter enroll in a dual enrollment program.  She is the perfect candidate for this program and I hope she is accepted.  And it was amazing how much has changed in three years, and how much has stayed the same.  There are few such transitional programs for people at the moment, but this one is good and the guy who is running it was running it when I left and he has it down.   I miss interacting with students, but I don't miss the work, I don't miss the bureaucracy at all. 

My beautiful maple was removed today.  It changes the entire house.  It is probably really good for the house, but it destroys my hiding place.

The photographs of today

Are flying around the internet

At a speed I cannot

receive.

Are not of me,

they are of children who

run through my life.

Are of flowers

Purple bursts, red flashes

a yellow honey cone

stacked high on a green stalk.

A resting place

for butterfly, some bugs

my eye.

Salt and fresh water

surrounded by trees or

forever,  pushing away.

Are of family

gone grey, gone flabby

Eyes still full of

wondering ideals but tame

And I keep snapping the camera.

I keep recording what’s now

As the past comes up to me

Like slides on that old screen

where we watched in

the living room on Signal Hill

or Overridge Lane or Chestnut Hill

all gathered around the projector

displaying beauty

apple trees

glaciers

buildings in Spain.