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11.14
2011

every single day

this is beautiful, in a whimsical sort of way :)

every single day

BY JOHN STRALEY

(After Raymond Carver’s Hummingbird)

Suppose I said the word “springtime”

and I wrote the words “king salmon”

on a piece of paper

and mailed it to you.When you opened it

would you remember that afternoon we spent

together in the yellow boat

when the early whales were feeding

and we caught our first fish of the year? 

Or would you remember that time off Cape Flattery

when you were a little girl:

your father smoking, telling stories as he ran the boat,

then the tug and zing of that very first fish

spooling off into the gray-green world;

you laughing and brushing back your hair

before setting the hook?

I know I am hard to understand sometimes

particularly when you are standing

at the post office with only a piece of paper

saying “king salmon” on it

but just think of it as a promissary note

and that electric tug, that thrill

pulling your mind into deep water

is how I feel about you every,single day.

John Straley, “every single day” from The Rising and the Rain. Copyright © 2008 by John Straley. Reprinted by permission of University of Alaska Press.

Source: The Rising and the Rain (University of Alaska Press, 2008)

  1. chocofelice posted this

I am easily immersed in my own world and has a high self-amusing capacity. I love random walks, getting lost or taking the wrong bus just to see things yet to be discovered. I’ve been living in this tiny little red dot for 7 years and yet always find things around me to be utterly interesting. Well, maybe what’s bigger out there kinda scares me that way, too many things to be appreciated can be quite overwhelming somehow. I’m living a life of simple pleasures, of literature worth re-reading, of luscious dark chocolates, of quivering major seventh chord, of deep alarm-less sleep, of fresh quirkiness and best, of unrestrained shared laughs. But, despite the simplicity I might present, I’m just as complex and paradoxical as any human being out there. This blog is an insight of my life, pure honesty, for I don’t write what I don’t feel deep down. Here comes the gate of my reverie.)