Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day. — "Papa" John Phillips
JANUARY 2
Stunning porch lights, on all night
JANUARY 9
& the cold slaps my cheek, a hint of snow but this
JANUARY 16
false sun blazing. Deep night & still 65 degrees. The green
JANUARY 23
of my lawn is the greenest green & the sun
JANUARY 30
blazing & the porch lights on all night long.
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MARCH 6
My catastrophe unfolding: this movement, this
MARCH 13
progression. Every other day,
MARCH 20
every other day of the week is fine.
MARCH 27
That new leaf is not the shape of anything I’ve seen before.
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APRIL 3
Wild birds spin their spring path.
APRIL 10
Even one bird is striking:
APRIL 17
stiletto beak, such tiny agonies.
APRIL 24
Can you imagine the wrong kind of bird?
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JUNE 5
Rain & the porch lights on all day long.
JUNE 12
The lawn the green of angry birds, their shape
JUNE 19
unlike any other shape, the wrong kind
JUNE 26
of shape, a pressed hand.