a good, crisp apple on a cold Sunday: the first
sun of December shining through
the starboard window
[from a forthcoming installment of “The Watchman’s Journal” at From Mile Post 604, the Port of Louisville on Substack.]
Tag Archives: watch
Day 34, 2024
1.
1 am on the wharf watching
the flight patterns of UPS
planes tugs pushing south
towards the lock my coffee
my pipe: a watchman’s eucharist
a way of counting time
avoiding the clock
2. (post- sleep)
on the other side of the day
don’t overthink the afternoon sun
these graces come slowly
if at all
the habit of traffic watching
me and the dogs waiting
some shift in the wind
some makeshift divination