This morning, coffee in hand, standing at the kitchen
window thinking of things that need to be done
I contemplated the post with a lean at the front gate
which I should right one day – and wondered why;
I like it that way, trying to take a first step,
embark on a journey per Read more...

This morning, coffee in hand, standing at the kitchen
window thinking of things that need to be done
I contemplated the post with a lean at the front gate
which I should right one day – and wondered why;
I like it that way, trying to take a first step,
embark on a journey perhaps, move in a new plane
like the man who should worry about it.
If I straighten it, it will be from subconscious
desires I don’t understand. I should wait a bit,
it might succeed and something new
will trouble me until I see it has gone.
Today I am building a frame to suspend
something miraculous (anything I succeed in is
miraculous), this frame has been planned
for years. If it rains, and there is no miracle in
that, the suspension will protect us from damp.
I have copied the pictures I held in my mind
into graphics on paper, they are somewhat alike,
leaning a bit like the post, ready to step into life.

~I.D. Carswell~