Summer envelopes the world in a blinding scorch. Extremes that we who know something about wintering are not accustomed to. The city ablaze within a fog of sweat and concrete, slow and sparse signs of life. My days home from wandering must be strictly regimented — hour by hour with the scheduled task, whether obligatoryContinue reading “July Journal, ’22”
Author Archives: Mabel Lee
Advisory Journal: Reflecting on One Year
It’s hard to believe, we said. How the days have run away from us as in flames extinguishing one by one down a path as endless as it is finite, all the while waking, getting half-way dressed, minding the carpeted steps on our house-bound routes. I remember it as if it were today, they said.Continue reading “Advisory Journal: Reflecting on One Year”
Somnambulist
The fact of walking: destination undecided music spooling both ears like those days from park reservoir to the Met as the flowers on the trees unfurled, the world astride on waves of my reverie, to plant one roving foot on pavement’s immediacy pressing ambition to concrete, bodies swirl and buzz around traffic lights, the otherContinue reading “Somnambulist”
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