Friday, December 06, 2024

Poem for Thursday and Seneca Creek Lights

Near misses 
By Laura Kasischke 

The truck that swerved to miss the stroller in which I slept.

My mother turning from the laundry basket just in time to see me open
   the third-story window to call to the cat.

In the car, on ice, something spinning and made of history snatched me
   back from the guardrail and set me down between two gentle trees.
   And that time I thought to look both ways on the one-way street.

And when the doorbell rang, and I didn’t answer, and just before I slipped
   one night into a drunken dream, I remembered to blow out the candle
   burning on the table beside me.

It's a miracle, I tell you, this middle-aged woman scanning the cans on
   the grocery store shelf. Hidden in the works of a mysterious clock are
   her many deaths, and yet the whole world is piled up before her on a
   banquet table again today. The timer, broken. The sunset smeared
   across the horizon in the girlish cursive of the ocean, Forever, For You.

And still she can offer only her body as proof:

The way it moves a little slower every day. And the cells, ticking away.
   A crow pecking at a sweater. The last hour waiting patiently on a tray
   for her somewhere in the future. The spoon slipping quietly into the
   beautiful soup. 

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The major event of my day, a follow-up vet appointment with Effie to make sure her ear infection had cleared up, went very well -- she has some minor skin infection but the inside of the ears looked good. And we made it home in time to walk to the park before dark. 

The rest of my day, which included a jury duty summons and UPS screwing up my address and failing to deliver an important package YET AGAIN (in this case a replacement for one they lost months ago), is not worth discussing, apart from chat with my Thursday regulars. 

We watched Ghosts, which was kind of meh, and now we're watching the first episode of Black Doves, in which Knightley and Whishaw have delightful back-and-forth. From Seneca Creek State Park's Winter Lights Festival a few hours before the lights went on:

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