Landing Under Water, I See Roots
By Annie Finch
All the things we hide in water
hoping we won’t see them go—
(forests growing under water
press against the ones we know)—
and they might have gone on growing
and they might now breathe above
everything I speak of sowing
(everything I try to love).
What a difference a day makes in terms of temperature -- we had high, cold winds all day on Sunday. Daniel slept late while Maddy got ready for work, during which time I discovered that Adam had finished his homework and asked whether he wanted to come to dinner. We dropped Maddy off at the theater, went to walk at chilly Great Falls, then drove to College Park to retrieve Adam and went to my parents' house.
We watched most of the Seattle-Philadelphia game intercut with the Patriots-49ers game, had hors d'oeuvres and dinner, and eventually took Adam back to UMCP, picking up Maddy on our way home. We saw most of the Washington game, then put on Westworld, which is either creating deliberate, interesting parallels to real world treatment of women and minorities by white men or is excruciatingly blind to them!