Wednesday, February 26, 2025

February 26: Connections

Connections among living things

exist in ways that often escape

notice, deeper than ordinary

attention, subtler than crasser

sense allows, but always just

there in peripheral perception,

like the way I am suddenly

aware that my breathing

has become synchronized

with the breathing of my dog,

who lies on the couch

across the room, completely

and transcendently present.

February 9: Too Much Nose Blowing

Too much nose blowing in this lovely hotel room where I wish I'd slept.