6.12.2011

Nine O'Clock Missive, Sunday Night

Dear Reader,

This is just to say: I am still here.

I am reading your blogs, you who have blogs, but saying little.

I am jotting short phrases in my notebook, like: "furta sacra -- the theft of sacred things"

I am reading the smallest of poems: haiku by Basho, Buson and Issa.

I am pondering permanence and transience.

I am paddling a canoe full of kids across a wide river. We are wearing life preservers and mostly smiling.

The fire is banked. The embers promise to glow and burn again when they meet with the breath of time and space.

Thanks for reading and for waiting. In peace,

Molly

3 comments:

drew said...

This is just to say . . . I am glad to see you back to the blog. Even your "be back soon" notes are beautifully written. :)

CitricSugar said...

You say so much with so few words. Hope all is well.

Ms. WK said...

Hope that peace is bouying up the lifejackets a bit.
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