For me, there are some seriously rotten things happening now, and some genuinely hopeful things as well — both in far more extreme degree than in a long time — and I can’t really talk about either of them except in the tiniest of metonymies.

Full moon, shining bright and pale across the ice. Tink and Zeugma, prospective mousers, spending the night away from home, and this cold house wind-rattled and empty except for me.

I feel, in Strand’s words,

And weird. The shivers
Wash over
Me, shaking my bones, my loose ends
And I lie sleeping with one eye open,

but that’s where I have to cut the quotation. I know what I hope, and it’s not for nothing.


6 thoughts on “Elliptical

  • January 12, 2009 at 8:44 am

    As always, I wish you the best in everything.

  • January 12, 2009 at 8:01 pm

    Take care of yourself, Mike.

  • January 16, 2009 at 6:42 pm

    Wishing you much more of the hopeful things and much less of the rotten ones.

  • May 10, 2009 at 6:26 pm

    I’m several months late to this, but I still wish you health and happiness.

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