I have just left the building at the top of the mountain
where i turned the giraffes head
crawled in an open window
and pulled the rope hanging there
to reveal a secret attic above the corncob walls.
where the whimsical, much adored Maira Kalman filled a room
of walls and a floor of collections that were perfectly clear and fun, and yet
full of questions, such as “who is phillipe?”
i hadn’t traveled very far when suddenly i saw
a room where 40,000 people speak
and yet there is silence
and my minds’ on overload
so i turned around and walked
outside and waited for the light
where i spied a nearly Gibbous moon above the hills ahead
while on my back lay the waning sun, still giving chase
To which Jean then replied “The time has come, to talk of many things:
of shoes, and ships, and sealing wax…”
and with that we headed down the road
Sepulveda Blvd. to be exact
on a perfect California week-end day…
tomorrow is full of hearts, so here’s to a Happy Hearts Day
Hope yours is full of family, friends and life’s ever changing adventures.
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