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Capsule is a series featuring the writing of Robert Gibbons
Take What Comes
Nothing cavalier, or taken for granted. Sun came out, penetrating dark crevices. A friend & I, in separate places, heard joyful, humble sounds of birds welcoming the turn. Told her, again, don’t know how birds survive. Can’t imagine one night in winter gulls have to get through. Today, all I want to do is make something of solitude. Solitude, closely accompanied by dreams & memory. Last night she & I stood before a long dream stone, where women’s faces emerged from folds, indentations. Called them all “Slavic.” In another dream on board a large ship, ascending narrow stairs, asked a boy going down how many flights I had to climb to reach deck. Not too many, his laugh intimated. Two, to be exact. There, on deck, my nighttime solitude of multitudes. (They were all decked out, too!) Back to earth & memory. Yesterday someone asked me, “What’s going on?” Couldn’t answer right away. What is going on with me? Could only offer an anecdote of what occurred hours earlier, when we came eye-to-eye at eye-level with the red-tail hawk before it swooped a few feet over her right shoulder to perch right above us on a light pole. Things suddenly deepened with meaning. The person who asked the everyday query stopped short, & thought. “Perhaps you should take it as an omen?” Yes, I agreed. Omen. Good or bad. I’ll take what comes.
Great site !!! Love it ! Robert Gibbons I knew you many years ago ! My nick name then was Pinky. It is now Jim Franey !
Posted by: James Franey | 03/12/2013 at 09:27 PM