I lost the other post so am starting over. darker mornings when it is supposed to be getting lighter…or so I thought.
I am deep in trying to put together a new book….Patchworks of Poetry and Prose. Forty-eight poems, eight essays and five new short stories. There will also be some illustrations of patched cloth and drawings. Likely I will use smaller black and white images.
This week I made my first whisky mac drink. Perfect use of Stones ginger Wine and Kentucky bourbon. Here I added an orange peel.
It was originally named for Mack’s Ginger Wine and a blended scotch. Now it is Stones Ginger Wine 50/50 with Kentucky bourbon….actually Jim Beam because other countries have slowed down ordering from the US and our liquor stores seem to have plenty.
Dilly keeps an eye on me.
If you are thinking of coming to the United States, don’t. We are reaping the consequences of unbelievable ignorance that has resulted in a government of greed, grift and cruelty. Go anywhere but here. Thank you to Minnesota and especially those living in Minneapolis who yesterday ran a nazi out of town. But not before he hollered out, “Don’t be mad at me. You are getting what you voted for.” Unfortunately we should have known earlier how many Americans have fascist tendencies. Please don’t come here. And if you live here, take care of those who remember who we were and fight for the rest of us.
I leave you with a new poem.
I Have This Boat
I have this boat
made from two leaves.
The first, that would float
if I let it,
is a long, brown and spotted
oval, curved upwards,
stem extended from the stern.
Closer to the bow,
a leaf of equal size,
but flattened and lace-like,
stands erect to catch
the wind,
and sail past
my desire to climb aboard.
Til next time…