Saturday, March 19, 2011
A Saturday Post
The middle of March with its choppy windblown tides and waves batters the haul of the ship of my life. In the confusion I catch glimpses of beauty: this morning’s moon glowing through a moody cloud: I see, from my car, while stopped at a traffic light, a girl and her boyfriend eating hamburgers at In and Out when suddenly the girl starts making huge circular gestural movements with her arms, not in anger, but in some magical grace that the boyfriend drinks up with delight. Then just as fast as it happened the girl returns to a subdued fast food patron. The traffic light changes and I turn right.