Observation - April 9th, 2024, Thursday

the air is crisp

flowing through my

open window

 

squirrels cracking jokes

scrambling for acorns

in the morning

 

robin silhouetted

against the silver sky

watching from

the leafless maple

Observation - March 9th, 2024, Saturday

there is a plane overhead

departing…I would guess

by the accelerating whine

of the turbine engines

filling the sky for miles and miles

that slips through the cracks

of my windows

 

waves of sound smashing

against the bricks of my building

tickling my inner ear

as the aluminum tube goes

            jetting away 

 

Observation - February 9th, 2024, Friday

warm in February, though

it is cooler than it has been

today a stiff wind has risen

it slaps against my window

with a rattle

 

Observation - January 9th, 2024, Tuesday

the sky is gray

 

dry air in the apartment is chaffing my skin

 

the fan inside my computer is making a noise

as if it does not want to be used anymore

 

my head hurts and my throat is soar

 

I don’t want to be used either

by this virus that has claimed me as a host

 

been coughing for days but my fever has broke

 

I have COVID and I’m staying home