nichi nichi kore ko jitsu
every day is a good day

35 miles, 11 mph average speed
early cool sunny hilly
route 124 – back entrance to the
Ward Pound Ridge Reservation
exactly 16 miles from start
rest stop at Kimberly Bridge
intimate moment with a child
named Edmund over juice and
fruit salad in Vista

This is more than less.
This is a venti no water Americano.
This is a lemonade.
This is without respect.
This is a poetry of abuse. The abuse poem. The nirvana poem. The well poem, the ill poem.
This is a leap out of poetry, the false well.
This is a heartstring.
This is a spoonrocket (K. Prevallet).
This is a landfish (Sam).
This is incapacity.
This is the rest of the beggars.
This is the consistent.
This is the technical.
This is your sip, these are your glasses, this is your mirror, this is your window.
This is your sudden face, this is rabid dog fear in the night, this is Jumping Flea, Ukulele.
This is Mr. Killbug, this is a Burgher.
This is a Beggar.
This is air, this is male pattern baldness,
this is a reduction, this is avoiding getting organized.

This is not a gnat, this is not a note.

This is the scent of your sweat and
a sharp pain behind the eyes.
This is code, this is tangerine.
This is over but not over, this is ooh and aah,
this is lip synch, this is lip stuck,
this is father-daughter day and after all that,
everything’s okay.

Washed up on the shore of the page …

S S S S Supreme S S Sad S S Sighing Sa Sa poetry Say Say Say she shell she shells she shells out
sail sell soil
shale shell shoil

abracadabra
reminiscent -
the toils
the lovers
the trolls

a fay a failure
a day a dailure a dalliance
a gay a gailure a galosh
a may a mailure a misanthrope
a say a sailor a soap

when in doubt compose – she lacks fluency
she is being careful she is being beside herself
she is soul shallow
she has a spoon to stir herself
she has a spring to mail herself
she does not have a skirt or shorts
constant muddy beat and call
all words for work all winds

10 miles
Cove Island
average speed 11.3
53 minutes
1 rabbit
2 fishermen
many walkers

first stage – almost 10 miles
Cove Island Park
once around
early before it got warm

second stage – 20 miles
Scott’s Corners
breakfast at Blind Charlie’s
I mean – brunch (12-2 pm)

met a kid who asked for assistance
out for a run in New Canaan
he got lost stopped us at the corner
of Luke’s Wood and Oenoke Ridge
“all the roads here look alike”
from out of town, didn’t know
his local address or phone
“somewhere near Weed Street”
no water, no cellphone, but he had an iPod

at home my neighbor gave me credit
for riding on such a hot day

blue borage

pink monarda

orange lily