why we have saucers, 2011
I sneeze in a quiet cafe and no one says bless you.
A woman with pink hair is so loud I decide to leave. As I walk out, her eyes catch mine, and I imagine we could be friends.
Later a small dog named Tamale stands beside my leg as I sit on a park bench. It was like he just wanted to be near me, for a moment, and then he was on his way.
When the sound of traffic slows I hear the birds in the trees. No crows or seagulls, just song.
I like Tamale. I like all these moments.
ReplyDeleteTamale was a special little guy.
ReplyDeleteI always need a saucer :)
ReplyDeleteI love your life of cafes, observations, and writing.
ReplyDeleteperfect fragments that make a whole.
ReplyDeleteAt first I thought the little dog was going to stand next to you and lift his leg, and I thought, Oh, no! But things kept getting better and better. It's nice to see the pink lining in the clouds.
ReplyDeleteRachael, He might have been considering it and then decided to give me a break. Thoughtful little pup.
ReplyDeleteA simple journey, little moments, but so dense with story. Openness, just there, and time perfectly spent. x
ReplyDeleteI would have wished you a "bless you", Denise. And then given you a smile.
ReplyDeleteI always breathe a little easier after i read your words.
ReplyDeletexo Jane
Tidbits and details. These are pretty great.
ReplyDeleteMmmm, your post is so peaceful...makes me want to be sitting in a quiet cafe...maybe I have to do that tomorrow along with my journal for company.
ReplyDeleteQuieting our minds is restful as well as productive. Don't you think so?
ReplyDeleteMichele, Yes, I do. About to do so, by the ocean.
ReplyDeleteI am off to walk in the park on a cloudy day..this is where I gather my thoughts and come up with new ones.
ReplyDeleteI always love your posts.
I'm intrigued by the woman with pink hair - I read your post this morning, and have been wondering about the pink haired woman now then, and thinking how interesting...first appearances can be quite deceiving... I shall stop pondering now. Have a wonderful week. Annie x
ReplyDeleteps: tamale is such a great name for a small dog!
i like living in your small quotidian moments...
ReplyDeleteI love 'whose hair is so loud I decide to leave'...
ReplyDeleteHave you read The Liars Club? I think you'd love her use of metaphor.
Lovely - the beauty contained in small moments. I love those occasions when you look into someones eyes, and there is this strange recognition - this understanding that cannot have words put to it. Many beautiful images to ponder...
ReplyDeleteDelightful. Denise, both this selection of notes and the last piece contain so many intriguing images, glimpses, fleeting feelings that you are grasping and getting into print---a good writerly practice that serves you so well.
ReplyDeletesuch beautiful writing, denise.
ReplyDeleteI wonder...would I have said bless you? Shyness would have won out over manners/reaching out I'm quite sure.
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