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posted to onepoem:

Fey

The Big Dipper is a cold, clear
Question mark in the winter sky.
Face lifted, mouth wide, her laughter
trills up the handle and bounces wild,
Glass beads 'round the starry bowl,
Baleful cold, Dubhe and Merak,
Phecda, Alioth and Megrez
ring in her ears like silver bells.

I took the kids to the lower harbor park yesterday. It was great. We ate sandwiches and tried to fly kites (the wind was too wild). I took a walk along the lake:

The Lady's Spring

The ice has melted
Free, Her heart murmurs
Waves against the shore
Not yet awake, lazy

But when she wakes, oh!
When she wakes -
Thunder
Wind
Aching Desire
She will dance her wild
Dance
Wind whipping her hair
Thunder in her laugh

Maybe the walk made me feel too fey and wistful. I probably shouldn't have gone to see Mark. But once home, I fell asleep right away.

Ruby and I went and measured the space where the proposed cafe will be: two rooms and a bathroom with a total of 750 sq. ft. I spent the morning working on the floor plan, and I think that it'll work fine, with just a few modifications. It will seat 25, and will include 3 or 4 computers that clients can use, as well as wireless for the laptop crowd (significant, since every NMU student is required to have a laptop).

Today, we are cleaning up our yard. I need to get groceries, and then I work 3p-11p. I posted a poem to 100poems this morning, thinking about a very cold, clear night last January:

Acute

I heard the stars sing
black night air taking
slow cold sips of my
soul, empty I lie
calm clear open free
singing silently