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Clouds have many angles in the wind when bursts of sun highlight multiple edges at once, then move on. Dropping through the clouds, turning south to Sea Tac, mesmerized by those succinct islands moving north, stepping stones for a giant to pass to and from the peninsula.

Life shapes the work in every way. Where is your attention for most of the average day? Need to develop allys in the mind, places where the deep thought continues while the forefront does a good job. Be more careful with each word, as if you are leaving and can only bring what you need.

There is always a poem out there. how Hugo “hunted for them,” from here to Montana. What do you do for your poems? Make a ceremony of sitting down, make a ceremony of pen?

It all feels a bit hollow for the moment. Without a steady muse the artist becomes weary. It is the inactive times that make the plentiful times possible, remember that.

I am very conscious of wanting less prepared remarks.