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riding my bike at night (and Russian classical music)

riding fast
down the center yellow lane
no cars
no stops at the signs
(quick turn)
down back alleys
thinking,
i’ve spent my whole entire life
rejecting
everyone
(swerve to avoid a
winter
pothole)
i’ve never felt so ____
as riding this bike
now, darkened city sleeping,
(hop the curb)
and at home,
when i arrive
the Russian classical
echoes alone in
the apartment,
furtive
(minor) steps along-
side my own.

aug 15 only means one thing

it would have been my late grandfather Chuck Burrows’ birthday. he loved his birthday – so the date is imprinted in my mind almost more than my own. i miss him terribly, and don’t feel much like writing anything new; but i will link to a few:

Age 92
http://presssend.blogspot.com/2010/03/age-92.html

Science Fair Project (How to anodize aluminum)
http://presssend.blogspot.com/2010/02/science-fair-project-how-to-anodize.html

http://presssend.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-grandfathers-amazing-life.html

antique shop (by my great-grandmother)

From my great-grandmother’s poetry book, Where Children Live (1958). By Alice B. Johnson (and with it I learn we have a shared love of antiques!!)

Antique Shop
I shall pretend that I have come to buy
A walnut highboy from New England way–
An alabaster trinket box in which
To tuck my precious jewelry away.

A ruby goblet or a Spode tureen–
A lovely fragile Dreseden figure or
A silver coffee pot, a Sheffield tray–
Perhaps a shiny knocker for my door.

Which shall it be? I can’t make up my mind
Until another time (so I’ll pretend),
And none will know, but I, that in my purse
There’s just one silver dollar I may spend.