it's sunday morning...
with nothing on my calendar except beers at Hessen Haus,
the day's like an empty canvas.
to do, or not to do?
at the ready:
coffee
needles, thread, scissors, plan...
it's taking that first dive into a project
the crux between doing and not doing
do i want to hold the stillness and pleasure of the day
or make the thing that's never been made before --
be a creator?
there's the deadly danger of merely crafting
not finding anything new
not finding any poetry
just fabricating
no thanks... i'd rather not
