Mornings From The California Notebooks 2015


some mornings
I don’t perform well

in spite of the flowers
the citrus trees

the sun rising

greeting me
on my walk


I seem to carry
the European gloom

draped inside
my sprinted limbs

as some unshakable
bad dreams


I find myself

the hand of the others
greeting me on meeting

some reaching out
some limp


others waving in the wind
or just matter of fact

some from Mexican workers
non-hibernating Canadians

plus white residents on
tiny wheels on their way

to the better life



2015-04-05 08.13.24




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