I am slowly getting stronger, eating well at home. Toshiko and I send you both our love.
Thanks very much for this. Coincidentally when bike-riding today, I saw a rabbit cross the road. They rarely move around in daylight. There is a magic about the self-absorbed Rabbit going about its routine.
Your news is good, and we hope it continues. Here a top of the Ponderosa pine by the road fell down and clipped the electrical line so we were out of current for two days. I had to scramble to borrow a generator so as to keep the oxygen machine and bottles going for Judith. I guess I will have to buy a generator for chance emergencies like this.
with love and best wishes to you both,
DAYLIGHT RABBIT, A PREMONITION
Daniel Marlin, in memoriam
emortuus August 7, 2017
Bike-riding South on East Side Road
I saw a rabbit still gold-pelted from winter
Ripple cross the road, muzzle extended East
—the Birthplace of Enlightenment—
And knew the omen of dread:
Always before like this someone had died
I questioned, shall I return home? Judith?
But unaccountably pumped away up the hill
To the vista of broad cattle and sheep grazing fields
Then, turning West, Realm of the Dead
David Ortiz stopped me from the opposite lane
To say he had returned from an operation
He would have another in three days
“That is good if you are up to it,” I said
—Hell yes he was up to it—
“Lots of luck,” I said
—Don't need luck, I've got plenty—he came back.
A man on the brink undaunted.
After dark the wood fire warmed us
Amidst Springtime torrents of cold rain
Daniel sent the poem, “Golden Rabbits”
Exalting their rhythmic gait as a mystic sign
Inexorably loping on the Way.
David visited the Land of the Dead and returned.
Daniel sent “Golden Rabbits” that night
And was to follow the daylight rabbit East
In golden emanations of light.
From April 12, 2017 to August 23, 2017