Still, I love you From Here to the Sun and Back
Random Notes (Day 241) from my Phone to ECK.
1. Gallimaufry: a confused jumble or medley of things: “A glorious gallimaufry of childhood perceptions.”
Like the youth soccer coach who asked for an unsecured loan. Or, someone slipping on the lobby floor when it had not rained. Or, too many open dark green bottles on the kitchen counter in a photograph.
2. “Sometimes you simply have to get out of the way.” Chris, Sensei.
So, I did.
3. Absquatulate: to leave abruptly. “When the shooting started, all the vespertine sets of eyes left town abruptly. No raccoon likes it when they turn the back porch light on.”
4. The stories that we tell others or try to.
5. The stories that you tell yourself in my absence.
6. The Poet’s Wife Rose 🌹 from this coming Spring’s garden. 77 petals. Rich yellow flowers, which pale over time. A neat outer ring of petals encloses an informal group of petals within. A hint of lemon. Bushy and nicely rounded head, with rather shiny foliage.
Still, this is almost not enough:
You are so easy to understand, all of you, at a glance. So, my sorrow has resisted time. My time has not resistedsorrow.
8. You will always be my first buddy. When your rage ebbs, you will look out your window and wonder where I am, kicking the pelota against the wall. Through the double-thickness window telling me: “I broke the window, but my kick is much stronger.”
9. ”How lovely is the sun after rain, and how lovely is laughter after sorrow.”
—Tunisian Jewish Proverb
10. “I love you from here to the sun and back.” אני אוהב אותך מכאן עד השמש ובחזרה
I never move, we just circle.
(אני אוהב אותך מכאן עד השמש ובחזרה)
(“Ani Ohav otef McChan ad haShamashe ooVchazerah.”)
Shabbat Shalom, v’ Lehitraot Eytan.
©Philippe du Col, 2024