Small stone, Vol 2, #14

May 16, 2011, 10:01 pm

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The aroma of a good, full-bodied dark-roast coffee is, itself, enough to wake the mind. Filed under: A River of Stones, coffee, Portland, small stone, writing Tagged: A River of Stones, coffee, Portland, small stone, writing

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Small stone, Vol 2, #15

May 23, 2011, 10:32 pm

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No one is quite sure which is the greater mystery: why the devil beats his wife, or why we all enjoy it so much when he does. (Today, I walked in a sunshower.) Filed under: A River of Stones, small … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol 2, #16

May 30, 2011, 11:43 pm

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Of all the blessings I have received today, this cat in my lap is the most rewarding. Filed under: A River of Stones, small stone, writing Tagged: A River of Stones, small stone, writing

Small stone, Vol 2, #17

June 6, 2011, 11:48 pm

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A long, long silence. Open the phone, close it. Check the ringer. Longer silence still. All this patience, all this waiting: such an exercise. Then, late in the evening with a plane passing overhead in the twilight, my wife calls … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol 2, #18

June 20, 2011, 9:46 pm

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In the park, at a picnic table, dusk settling in, corduroy blazer on, laptop open, chin on fist. I feel like such a writer, and such a poseur.   Filed under: A River of Stones, small stone, writing Tagged: A River … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol. 2, #19

June 27, 2011, 11:24 am

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Wind in the pines, the earthy scent of someone’s organic wheat bread overlaying the wash of rose petals and loose soil. Children giggling, a Korean woman translating a botanical label for her elderly mother, two French women remarking on the … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol. 2, #20

July 4, 2011, 11:46 pm

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Flag-themed fruit breakfast, bald eagle through a waterfall, grilled cheese and lemonade for lunch. Frisbee in the park surrounded by bikinied sunbathers and stocky, muscle-flexing softball players. A cramped bus ride, fireworks over the river downtown, freaks and drunks and … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol. 2, #21

July 11, 2011, 11:14 pm

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Dappled light, breeze through the parted lips of the driver’s window, soft voice of NPR whispering on the radio. Midday lullaby. Filed under: A River of Stones, small stone, writing Tagged: A River of Stones, small stone, writing

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Small stone, Vol. 2, #22

July 18, 2011, 9:59 pm

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Cold like a bullet, it rolls between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, that tiny jagged crown where the stem once was pressing a rough circle into my palate. It is so ripely firm it will not burst … Continue reading →

Small stone, Vol. 2, #23

July 25, 2011, 11:08 pm

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The refrigerator gurgles and hums, the soft vibrato of the compressor like a brook on rocks; somewhere upstairs a neighbor runs their kitchen tap and the water rains down the building’s pipes, and I hear the gentle rumble of bare feet on … Continue reading →