Saturday, April 28, 2007


Before we go home
we lie on our backs
in the long grass beside
dented buckets of berries
smooth and tiny and round
hard-won from low bushes
a long day of slow-picking
smooth blue berries
and tiny green worms
into dented silver pails
hooked on our belts
we lie purple-handed
in the long grass

Irvin Baker's granddaughter

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Day One

Blue sky, Eli at my feet.
Thinking about the babies. And the ocean.
Eli and I had swiss cheese and crackers for lunch.

The sun roof in my car let lots of helicopters in.