March 16, 2009
work in progress, 21
He buttons a shirt, starts at the bottom, doesn’t notice until he has gotten to the top. He starts over, lines the buttons up, feels for each hole. A sequence of birds. A row of trees. The movement of the sun. The rest of the house with windows shuttered. He feels it as progression. His attention to what is framed outside this window. His paintings on the wall. The bed. The shutters and windows. All in order. He sits to feel the texture of the floor. His attention toward the ceiling. A slant across it. He reckons there will be a gap. He is looking at his hands against the floorboards. Unaware of himself. Of the impression he would make. Imagines someone walking through the door. Looking up, what does he notice?
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Deron, this one is really really nice.
Thank you, Mary. And thank you, Rick, for your comment the other day.