a month a little more now back here smells like autumn feels like lato (summer) fruit tea in the morning bus riding to talk about memory, jews, a lady artist age 60 -makes art with little boxes and treatures inside bathroom stop, walking and tram riding - just one stop. computer, time, printmaking, writing letters time are changing before our eyes this is it, this is it green paint cover 10 meters of material under the trees shade and company of an art friend school space almost ready garden trip with cat on back soup, fried green tomatos and flowers to go back home, feels like a web a map that traces back to time before and faces forward. music on tv , computer in hand love all around, time for havdalah more tea, reading and perhaps some sleep. so close to all the traces but also moons away with what is next. dreams perhaps, dreams perhaps
What does the moon look like to you? if you trace it with your day?
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