This furry sage (salvia argentea) became gigantic over the summer, its dragon-tongued white flowers exploding over the sidewalk, until turned to brown curly seeds and tattered stems, I cut it back to nubbins. And now this. The leaves are as soft as my cats’ and I go out to stare at them in different light, and pet them a little. That it is growing next to an old typewriter is pure serendipity. I am digging (hahaha) for the poem still, and listening to what the leaves and the frozen typewriter keys seem to be reminding me.
I almost forgot the thousand thousand earwigs it was sheltering in its dead leaves. I began then to try to make peace with those scary little aliens who were apparently cleaning up for me.
4 thoughts on “from complexity, attraction, surprise, juxtaposition, beauty, gut, garden, machine, color, a morning, a night, research, time, revulsion, resilience”
Can you bring me your new book to purchase tonite?
JR, I can bring my book(s) to our game afternoon it looks like. They should arrive momentarily!
the furry leaf photos are wonderful, sensous, I can feel them from 1000 miles away. also the earwigs. haha not feeling thise.
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I love the softness of those leaves!