On Yesterday

Yesterday I worked, and played, and cooked.

Yesterday I took joy in food, and in laughter, and in love. Yesterday I loved and was loved.

Yesterday was a good day.

On Yesterday and the Day Before, and the Day Before That.

Recently I have had joy in busyiness.

These days have been good days.

Alone

I love solitude. To be alone with myself, free to think what I think without interruption or distraction.

On Today

Today I have worked and played. Today I have written.

Today is a good day.

On Yesterday

Yesterday I had joy in creation, in experimentation, in solitude and in loving my daughter.

Yesterday was a good day.

Heat

Heat is

sun on the water in August

the last quarter mile of the race

the steaming tea

a deep tub in winter

the alchemy of cooking

passion of the body and mind

chilies in soup