We turned back

By James Abbott McNeill -"Nocturne"

By James Abbott McNeill -“Nocturne”

It was so dark this morning the sun didn’t come up until 8 and when it did no one noticed, the rain came back. Even the bistro lights were confused (they’re on a timer), they came on thinking it was dusk. And so did I. And Charlotte had a soccer game but we were all good sports about it. She still hasn’t scored a goal, but she moved with such determination, how she looked running into the rain with her arms pumping, squinting, dribbling—and though she could not convert, how proud I was to watch. They all drove me crazy though, and I needed some alone time. I worked in the kitchen and went up to work on a deck. It felt so good to burrow into the smallness of a PowerPoint presentation. I remembered a dream I had about my old boss and it was like a tiny explosion in my gut. I held my kids’ hands in their bunk beds, gave them a pump, turned the arms back an hour and sat back down on the couch thinking, what’s next.

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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11 Responses to We turned back

  1. ksbeth says:

    the possibilities are endless.

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  2. rossmurray1 says:

    Time changes are like an event. I was thinking (sleepless) this morning, what must have that been like, the first time, the all-around foreignness of it. It must have felt apocalyptic in some ways. Now it’s seasonal, like Elf showing up on TV November 1.

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  3. You hear twice a year now that the time change is unnecessary and even bad for us somehow. I don’t know. I like the ritual of it. And this morning it was light out at 6:30, which made us feel better. It’s weird getting up when it’s still dark (though I did that for many years …).

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      I prefer dark mornings for some reason, less impetus to get going. Liking the start to dusk right about now though, barely 4 this far north!


  4. byebyebeer says:

    Could relate to the soccer kid and that need to get away. Your writing just gets better and better.

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  5. kirizar says:

    Ode on a Nocturne. That seems like a way to describe this oddly poetic piece.


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