what’s keeping me
from having space to write:
. a recipe for
cheese, olive, and buttermilk herb bread
. a fine Italian wood
frame, pistachio green
. a tube of icy glitter
. a pirate duck
. paper and fabric scraps
for hundreds of collages
. purple glass seed
beads
. the calico chicken
that used to stop my mother’s bedroom door
. iron filings
. Italian receipts
. a quail rubber
stamp
. a photo of my
father in his 20s in a cold northern river
. a pamphlet on vins
de terroir
. handsomely spotted
feathers, a bit rumpled
. piles of books on
clearing clutter, clearing time
images:
Artist’s Table, The Urban Hippy
Something keeps me from having space to write too, but I wish it were as nice as the things you listed. They seem to come from some nice dreamworld. Good for you your part of it!
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Of course I've carefully chosen only the most picturesque...
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