Saturday, November 30th -or-Don't Forget to Mention Seaplanes. One thing I forgot to mention earlier is about how after buying that Beam, I put it in our empty trunk and only faux-closed the trunk. It was only the Jim Beam in there and it was right at the outer end of the trunk, so on … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day Six
Seattle 2013: Day Five
Friday, November 29 [8:37]I'm sluggish. I'm not sure what I want to make of this last day here. We walked down to a shoreline access point on Lake Washington, very near where we're staying. But it was an access point in name only—a crusty, old, stubby pier, pinched in on both sides by the longer, … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day Five
Seattle 2013: Day Four
Thursday, November the 28th -or- Thanksgiving. B is fighting through her cold. I had at least two quick, deep thrusting, strange dreams last night. For the first time in a long time I called something out in my sleep—three words I think, but I don't remember which—something like, "Oh, come on!" B heard me, it … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day Four
Seattle 2013: Day Three
Wednesday, November the 27th. Room tip $5. B just left. And I leave that room tip despite our Kleenex tin not getting refilled. That's what I meant when I referenced the "indicator tissue." Those Kimberly Clark (aka Kleenex) "professional" little boxes of tissue go orange for the last five or so tissues, letting you know … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day Three
Seattle 2013: Day Two
Tuesday, November the 26th. [7:45 pacific]The highlight of breakfast was a kind of Tazo tea that I had never tried before. China green tips. Yum. Otherwise the breakfast offerings at the Talaris Conference Center were pretty remedial. They had English Muffin breakfast sandies that had egg and cheese in them. I had two, adding salsa … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day Two
Seattle 2013: Day One
Monday, November the 25th. [14:53 central]It has felt like morning all day. I am all packed. B is out getting sandies and little bottles of gin. [17:08]The guy gave us a card saying we were in spot 315. We were the only two people on Shuttle 28. "Shuttle 28. Are we clear?" "10-40, Shuttle 28. … Continue reading Seattle 2013: Day One
Pere Marquette State Park, November 9-10, 2013
I. Preface (11/8/2013). I have cut an 11' x 10' piece of the new 6 mil plastic sheeting—doubled over (11' x 5') it looks a good fit for under the tent. For Pere Marquette, I will still bring the tarp and sandwich the plastic sheeting in the tarp for under the tent. For the Farm … Continue reading Pere Marquette State Park, November 9-10, 2013
Farm Party, Fall 2013
Then E Vaughan. He unwraps and tosses a potay—it lands with a thud. I go and get more wood from the creek bed. Patrick helps, drags back a cedar. E Vaughan is working on the tractor. Will it start?
Putt, putt, huff, huff...
"Come on, baby!"
"Now we have liftoff!"
"Don't start counting your chickens yet."
Patrick saws. B offers up the last two cinnamon rolls. Bucky and Sarah are down, getting their stuff together. There was a day, down here, the first Sunday, when we were eager for getaway....
E Vaughan backs the tractor up the hill...
Ampersand, Rotated 90˚ Counterclockwise
Here I am
at
ROCK BOTTOM
again
Death, death, death, and destruction
Bourbon at 13:00—
Song helps,
a Nobel would do better.
Hand to forehead,
seated,
elbows on desk—
staring, stoned, bereft
all of the past up to the present
& this is what's left.
WI/MN 2013
"Enough planning, un-planning, re-planning, and planning for a lack of a plan. I am packed, I am ready, I am waiting."
— John Randell Cabot, Lake Superior, 1687
1
Lostant
rain on the pavement
good light, power lines & their
towers.
Toluca, Tonica, Winona
Mammatus clouds, water
drips down, hits my
face when
I open the
window.
A nut bar, worry of heartburn.
I went around the corner only to
have a cigarette. But then Pat
has one and I wonder why I hid it.
State highway 6, Ottawa/La Salle-Peru
On the Illinois River. Nice place?
There are a lot of windmills, and
an exit for highway 30 to Sterling,
to Aurora—where I went to school once...
Continue with this travel poem...
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