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demystifying
what too long has been voodoo:
electricity.

in the pitch dark night,
only fireflies above,
floodwaters below.

dry old leaves
swept across
a windy day.

the cat leaps,
deft stalker
of brittle hopes.

today’s gentle rain at Cafe Creggan

with bees at sunrise,
then moths at night’s window,
spring is born aloft.

here now.

the old sink has gone

“Dwell as near as possible to the channel in which your life flows.”

you can tell spring is coming, when the cat prefers to doze in the shade.

i’ve been counting on this my whole life.

writing poetry,
before my morning coffee,
bitter winter dark.