A Lost World
—found in a notebook
morning bright sun good jazz soprano sax
above smoky piano on the record player happy
wife gone off to do happy things the world
either a flowering of daughters or filled with
daughters flowering I eat some less-fat
mozzarella tasteless but in a good tasting way
drink some spearmint tea too much coffee
already and tidy up the house not much but
enough nothing to write about today nothing
that I want to read quite enough to read
enough to sit here resting my hands on the firm
regular grain of the oak table while sun pours
warm golden honey on my back once in a
while I stir enough to jot something down
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