memorial memorandum

it is only once i am empty
that i can fill myself

let's go climb a mountain

and tell the trees how we've missed them so.

entrepreneur

i see the small opportunities we have to make things right.

i think it should be a career. you know, like a professional post-it boost-er.

write down some random observation like, "today we begin again"

and, even if it has no meaning to you, it's vague enough

and pure enough

to straighten the curve of a bent neck to the sun

to smooth the tight stress behind eyelids

to remove the post-motion vibration we get after spinning

on a verdant front lawn

with mini-vans creeping past at a cool 25 mph

and a boy across the street,

basking in the sweetness of a firecracker asks,

"dad, where do the planes sleep at night?"

today we begin again,

loving walker percy

"When these long telephone silences come, it is a sure sign that love is over."