Early morning walks from the cottage in January as the light is coming on earlier day by day.
Creative Nonfiction
Any day a holiday
Knowing we had it good then but not realizing how much.
Impromptu streams
Who gets a day with nothing to do? What time is this?
His own forever collapse
It was hard to live with an eye for detail and not crumble beneath the weight of these corrections.
Long dark blues
I remembered what it was like to leap out of bed with an eagerness for the day but that feeling was long gone.
The art in the pharmacy
The art is what you can’t explain about why it made you feel the way it did.
The rain, the rain, the rain
Winter set in like an abscess, like an infection.
Happiness is easy
That jig-saw view of life taken apart, put back together.
Procession
Fine, wet snow falling. Snow like sifting sugar, adding to last night’s on the lawn, filling in the footprints, whitening the paths I shoveled earlier in the drive. How it comes on harder then, how the branches droop from the… Read More ›
We are in the south of France now
It is this time, I think to myself on the couch, that I will want to keep with me forever.
Bill Pearse 