I am looking forward to the winter studio, to the promise of new cycles of ideas and to revisiting old ones.
Morning Bell
The eye opens like a curtain rising
In the dark, feet search for something real
Consciousness hasn’t happened yet
And the floorboards are skin temperature
A fresh repetition, today will be one more or one less
An impromptu concert strikes up in the kitchen
Maybe this black coffee is the morning bell-
the prize you win for returning safe from sleep
–Iman Mersal
2 replies on “winter moon”
As always, a true pleasure. I hope you and family are all well! May the new year be filled with fresh thoughts and warm memories.
-Leigh
Grateful for your decembrances. Each one a daily treat to unwrap and savor.