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Topography
— a poem by Sharon Olds, The Gold Cell, Knopf (1987) After we flew across the country we got into bed, laid our bodies delicately together, like maps laid face to face, East to West, my San Francisco against your New York, your Fire Island against my Sonoma, my New Orleans deep in your Texas, … Continue reading
Cabin Weekend
It was a cabin weekend with good company and good food. Lots of rain and clouds though. Even some wet snow up at Sunrise where it got down to 34 while we were there. The complete photo album is on Flickr. As with all of those albums, you can see more photos if you actually “friend” … Continue reading