vintage japanese mikuni wind-up tin rabbit, mid-leap.
happy leap day. according to 30 Rock,
which is an authority on these matters:
anything that happens today, didn’t.
credits: pinterest, nbctv
kinders’ fairy castle
they all worked on it
‘for days’ = (2 hours)
coffee cup trays
problem solving skills
create a masterpiece.
now they go inside
a great building must begin with the unmeasurable,
must go through measurable means when it is being designed
and in the end must be unmeasurable.
– louis kahn
watched an episode
of this iconic show
in honor of my late father’s birthday.
he told me a secret
about this agency
when i was young.
he showed me his special
man from u.n.c.l.e. card.
told me not to tell anyone.
i was always fascinated by the world of spies.
made perfect sense to me
i thought advertising was his cover
why he traveled so much.
told everyone i knew immediately
told them not to tell anyone.
they told everyone they knew immediately
with the same request.
when i got married
i asked him about it.
he told me
that he thought
i had figured it out long ago.
we laughed for a long time.
the most incredible imagination
he always made me laugh.
i still laugh
even when i think about him now.
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow,
its white flag waving over everything,
the landscape vanished,
not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness,
and beyond these windows
the government buildings smothered,
schools and libraries buried, the post office lost
under the noiseless drift,
the paths of trains softly blocked,
the world fallen under this falling.
In a while, I will put on some boots
and step out like someone walking in water,
and the dog will porpoise through the drifts,
and I will shake a laden branch
sending a cold shower down on us both.
But for now I am a willing prisoner in this house,
a sympathizer with the anarchic cause of snow.
I will make a pot of tea
and listen to the plastic radio on the counter,
as glad as anyone to hear the news
that the Kiddie Corner School is closed,
the Ding-Dong School, closed.
the All Aboard Children’s School, closed,
the Hi-Ho Nursery School, closed,
along with—some will be delighted to hear—
the Toadstool School, the Little School,
Little Sparrows Nursery School,
Little Stars Pre-School, Peas-and-Carrots Day School
the Tom Thumb Child Center, all closed,
and—clap your hands—the Peanuts Play School.
So this is where the children hide all day,
These are the nests where they letter and draw,
where they put on their bright miniature jackets,
all darting and climbing and sliding,
all but the few girls whispering by the fence.
And now I am listening hard
in the grandiose silence of the snow,
trying to hear what those three girls are plotting,
what riot is afoot,
which small queen is about to be brought down.
credit: Billy Collins, “Snow Day” from Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems (New York: Random House, 2001). Copyright © 2001 by Billy Collins.
i would like to
offer my sincere appreciation
to my 1 and only reader
french caribbean island
i wonder which of the people in this picture it is?
one of them wanders
out of the crystal waters
onto the baby powder soft warm welcoming sand
under an azure sky
dotted with fairy floss clouds
back to his/her lovely beach hut
and takes a minute to read my blog.
here’s to you
appreciation is a wonderful thing.
it makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.