Notes
A running list of pieces, newest first. None of them are long. They are meant to be read once, slowly, and perhaps again later.
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Late light on an ordinary street
The hour before dinner, when the brickwork turns the color of tea, is easy to miss if you are already thinking about tomorrow.
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On leaving margins
A notebook with no empty space is a finished object. The useful ones still have room in the edges.
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Sharpening as a kind of rest
There is a particular calm in putting a tool back into good condition and not using it right away.
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The morning pot
Coffee made the same way each day is less a ritual than a hinge: it holds the morning open long enough to begin.