Labor Day Writing Meditation
What I'm Listening To: Rickie Lee Jones, Justice, Lee Michaels.
What I'm Reading: The World Without Us; Donald Hall's collected poems.
What I'm Writing: The best novel, ever, Nayeli's Seven; and I'm working on the introduction to Rane Arroyo's collected poems.

Your meditation for today (harkening back to one of our first meditations, from Basho)--Walter Savage Landor says:

Clear waters, like clear fountains, do not
seem so deep as they are; the turbid look the most

Clarify, amigos. See the stones at the bottom of the river.
Wish you were here--the small birds are at the feeders and the sunflower is turning its big face to the light. Me too.

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