GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

Category: Artifacts

  • It took a long process to earn an evening’s read.

    We borrowed them Saturday;
    Mama wanted to wait for a week.

    Six days later;
    Is Friday close enough?

    I spread out the books on the patio;
    Sunlight is the best disinfectant.

    The sun set;
    Bring them in tomorrow.

    Mama wants to flip them over;
    Wipe them down.

    Saturday we visited to Costco;
    The kids hugged stuffies while shopping.

    The sun set;
    A full week gone.

    We went back to the library;
    Sunday Taiko drum concert!

    Got more books;
    Shopped for groceries.

    The sun set;
    Another day.

    Monday breakfast came with wailing;
    Way past a week!

    Mama flipped them over;
    Wiped them down.

    The sun set;
    I brought them in.

    Two kids, sprawled out;
    Reading in their room.

    wait
    no blame
    push on
    gain

  • In music, he wandered — sometimes he dreamt, sometimes he poemed.

    Standing between opposite rivers
    Toothpicks holding high four discs
    Lighting the freeway
    Snaking into the busy desert

    Turning west
    Facing the setting sun
    One orange button seering my eyes
    Sliding behind our serrated valley rim

    Asphalt blending into the sky,
    Early golden hour.
    Twenty minutes further,
    The hills blending into the road.

    ䷃䷆

    a fool
    assaults
    a bandit
    agony

  • We sat at the edge of the bed and jump-bounced on the mattress with extreme giggling.

    “Spaceship Walk!”
    I squatted and he climbed onto my back.

    “Swing!”
    I grabbed his arms and swung him between my legs

    “Jump!”
    I loosely cradled him in my arms and hopped a few times

    “Roll over!”
    I stood over the bed and dropped him onto a pile of blankets.

    “Should I tell Mama about the fun we’re having?”
    “Never!”

    ䷳䷁

    don’t move
    real self

    best luck

  • Don’t be a prince, be noble.

    不事王侯,高尚其事。
    I Ching 18, line 6

    The footnote to my “Penny Delights” are an extremely idiosyncratic rendition of the I Ching. This is how I normally write them up.

    • Perform a quick reading (Russell Cottrell has a great yarrow stalk program)
    • Pick out the predominant line (using the method described by SJ Marshall)
    • Copy the original Chinese from Project Gutenberg.
    • Paste it into Google Translate (often unintelligible),
    • Reference a couple translations (on Russell Cottrell’s download)
    • Freelance wildly to create a little doggerel that may — or may not — have anything to do with the original.


    Today’s reading was a first. Google translate both made sense and actually aligned with the proper translations. So I passed it along untouched.

    Great life advice to boot!

  • Mama yelled at them for mopping the floor with blankets as shields from the grout lasers.

    She’s into Obby’s.
    (Obstacle courses on Roblox).

    Plays with her friends, chatting on facetime.
    (Her brother watches over her shoulder.)

    But only one hour on the iPad.
    (What else to do?)

    Staged a piano recital for the stuffies.
    (They quickly got bored of mashing keys.)

    He pulled out their fort building kit.
    (From my sister, last Christmas.)

    He started with a strange shape,
    (Not the usual cube with a gabled roof.)

    She saw immediately — a laser room!
    (She added checkpoints, throwing scarves onto the floor.)

    The lines in the tile are lasers too!
    (Protect yourself with baby blanket shields!)

    He nests a plastic carrot in a toilet paper tube.
    “The Golden Carrot!”

    ䷑䷎

    Don’t be a prince,
    不事王侯,
    Bù shì wánghóu,

    be noble.
    高尚其事。
    gāoshàng qí shì.

  • Feathery felines followed fluffy flamingos for finding forbidden fluffy fortunes for fleecing fishy ferrets.

    An outline mural of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “F”, in yellow chalk on a beige concrete masonry wall, with the boy drawing his own hand on the right side.

    As she was heading to bedtime, the girl handed me Daddy Bear.
    In the morning I found him on the floor next to my bed.
    I tucked him back in bed for extra rest before starting my morning.

  • Without words clogging the box of glass and steel, he saw details buried in the blatant mundanity of his daily commute.

    Tractor trailer,
    A box of silver reflections,
    grey, blue, brown,
    The road, the sky, the me.

    Sun setting below a sign,
    Orange tints green and yellow,
    Buffalo Drive
    EXIT ONLY

    ䷳䷕

    mountain toes,
    betwixt glass and rock,
    grace and stillness,
    no body,

  • The desert rats were unprepared for the simulacrum of moisture in the atom-sphere.

    A man jogs
    Blonde mane,
    Just shorts,
    Stars and stripes.

    Five lights repeating thrice
    The sign blinks
    >>>
    (merge right, merge right, merge right)

    A sun rises
    through clouds
    past skyscrapers
    down Russell.

    ䷁䷇

    yellow skirt
    perfect fortune
    no flag


  • Each elephant enthusiastically eyed effulgent Easter emu eggs entering ebony Egyptian edifices.

    An outline handsketch of a hand shaping the ASL American manual letter “E”, in red ink on a yellow spiral bound steno notebook.
    A girl crouched in a wildly overgrown lawn with pink weeds all around the edges.

    A desert tigress crouching for prey in the overgrown lawn.

    “They created a wasteland and called it peace” – Calgacus

    A mown lawn with sprinklers running to partially salve the devastation.
  • He asked for another sheet of paper as the molehill of ballots grew on the craft table.

    I was on the couch,
    She was practicing Chinese,
    Mom was on the computer.

    He handed each of us
    A small slip of paper.
    “Vote.”

    On the front, he wrote “For”
    He drew a line with a dot on the back.
    “Write your name.”

    My wife wrote her name.
    I wrote “爸” (dad)
    The girl added hearts to her name.

    He called for
    (a) “Cottage Cheese” (container)
    for a ballot box.

    We searched the cabinets,
    Only found big
    Yogurt tubs.

    Never mind.
    “It’s late!”
    Time for bed.

    ䷧䷿

    shoot falcons
    liberating sheep
    skipping over

    cushioned walls