Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
...as in ...why is my world insane? For Linda Zern: insanity of a march evening in montana Placed two blueberry pop tarts in my toaster. Plugged it in. Held the handle down because it wouldn't stay down. Have had this problem before. Wondered why the filaments didn't glow. Wondered whether the toaster had met its maker (mixed metaphor I'm sure) ...then realizing... ... ... ... I'd plugged in the blender instead. I ate the only witnesses. sheepish me: My temp has been yo-yo-ing. Yester-afternoon it was 96.8 before going up to 98.0. In the evening it was 99.5 after eating; then went down to 97.9. Not sure what this means. But it does warrant mention to the doctor when I see him. As for me: no need to panic if I get an odd reading. I am feverish though when it's above 99.5. Debra Earling mentioned a "reading workshop" at her (Second Wind) reading yesterday. She has a point. She reads well but there are tips on what not to do and what works best for writers. Connecting to the audience comes to mind first. And she did! Marvelous reading. Interesting that Alfred mentioned taking a down sleeveless vest on my impending trip as a comment my last entry. I do have a zippered vest ...not down though. Down can be bulky... but I should ask around regardless. This is a good town for any hiking autumn, spring or winter wear. Last night: clean sheets to sleep on! It's the small things some daze... 40,130 |