Exercise #1

One thing that came to me along with my husband was a book of essays, Vibration Cooking.  While it does in fact contain recipes, it is in reality a book about people making joy and home from the ingredients at hand.

The directions were clear enough, but not restrictive.
…………………….To question would require an act of imagination, or
…………………….the mind of a ten-year-old.

But adaptable.  There was no saying:  I don’t have that
and closing the book on the whole enterprise.
And why not be open to interpretation?

This was not neurosurgery,
or baking,
or contract law.

Locking the door behind me,

I stepped out into October, with the crows cursing the gray cat,
acorns clicking onto the sidewalk, dogs making exuberant remarks
about squirrels and personal property, and juvenile rodents devouring
the red ripe kernels of pomegranate-like magnolias

and began to

Walk At Least 5 Minutes Every Day


Posted on 2010/10/06, in wewritepoems. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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