On the other side of Saturday, she is shiny with desire
Today, not so much
Desire for what?
A clean house?
A successful practice?
An unwavering hand at her back?
Saturdays leave much to be desired
Breakfast in bed for a tired woman
One day in the year
A bouquet of flowers
A lop-sided smile
A small pinch
Ah, bwana, lakini wewe?
Let us not arouse the dead
1. Your loveliness — for this there is no struggle
2. Your location on the east gate. No one is coming to acknowledge your presence
3. The relationship between the breeze and a full skirt
4. There is nothing else but you
Grace Lee Boggs on the period of transition:
“I’m very conscious of the sense of time. How long will I live? I’m very conscious of what time it is on the clock of the world. As I have grown older, I think more in terms of centuries, whereas eight or nine years ago, I was only thinking about decades.”
It’s almost morning in the clock of the world
A chandelier in the living room swings gently on it’s own, remember?
A pale sky
A tired night
An almost morning in the clock of the world
The earth itches in yet another spot
The first sign the the cold season is over — earthworms wriggle out
The first sign that the cold season will never be over — Grace Lee Boggs is gone