The agreeable eye

an eudæmonistarchives

August 2007

ginger mint lemonade

5 August 2007, around 20.52.

a house, in Portland

The way they look and see and go. Unable to slip a word in edgewise. Everything all at once but different times; missed tones in the afternoon. Expecting all receiving naught. Or aught. But chancing not to see.

Finding out after the fact. A decade or so. Time not wasted, trim-waisted, but lost. Everywhere a door slightly slammed or a future’s paths uncrossed.

Peregrinations. Relative importunities. Imputed fragilities, and frailties. Ah so.

not at home

27 August 2007, around 0.30.

At home in the evening, planning escapades. The books read and unread gathering coffee stains and toast crumbs. The at one time unimaginable, commonplace.

Things moving slowly. The sense of progress, though: gears turning, ticking well-oiled shiny. Intangible, unavoidable, inescapable. Backed into imagined corners that flatten and fade and open onto unexpected vantages.

Yet continuance – a stay or mainstay. Listening to Brahms again. Offering avoidances, but acting anyhow.

The way the light comes in through the window is soothing and satisfying. The nightclub pulsing somnolent below. And everywhere are bridges connecting to the known and unknown and unknowable. And I am sleepy.

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