Friday, June 24, 2022

Poem for Friday and Brookside Animals

By Kim Addonizio

After it ended badly it got so much better
which took a while of course but still
he grew so tender & I so grateful
which maybe tells you something about how it was
I’m trying to tell you I know you
have staggered wept spiraled through a long room
banging your head against it holding crushed
bird skulls in your hands your many hearts unstrung
unable to play a note their wood still beautiful
& carved so elaborately maybe a collector would want them
stupid collectors always preserving & never breaking open
the jars so everyone starves while admiring the view
you don’t own anyone everything will be taken from you
go ahead & eat this poem please it will help


I had my annual dermatologist checkup Thursday, which was uneventful just as everyone wants from their dermatologist appointments, though of course the only rain we got was when I was driving there. It was a lovely cool afternoon, lots of animals by the house and the neighborhood when we walked. 

We had enchiladas for dinner, then Cheryl and I watched this week's Obi-Wan Kenobi and Ms. Marvel around Thursday night chat because it's fun to watch them together and she was away last night. Speaking of animals, here are some of the ones we saw at Brookside Gardens on Sunday: 








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