Sunny afternoon,
late January. At home
alone, cat sleeping.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Note
Razor edge of time reporting, glimpse of a time span that lasted for a while. I’d actually planned to write this in my head before I even got home. I knew that the cat would be sleeping. He does that about 16 hours out of 24.
Found out this morning
I have neither spider web
photos nor smoke pix
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Notes
I’ve been known to participate in some photography challenges where you’re invited to post a photo to match a given topic. This made me realize that I have nothing suitable for at least two topics. The above smoky picture is actually a fake – the interior of this room looks smoky but in reality the smoke was the result of a dirty window through which I shot the photo. As to spider web photos, I have nothing to show. Must try to look for webs!
“That’s an old movie – you can tell by the cell phones they’re using.”
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Note
This was said by a relatively young person (born in 1986). Makes me feel downright ancient because old movies to me are still those that were made in the 1930s, 1940s and 1950s. They definitely used rotary phones in those days – if any.
There’s nothing wrong
with this poem.
No need to look for it.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Note
A variation of Richard Brautigan’s poem of the same title, in which he says “There is something wrong with this poem. Can you find it?” (Quoted from Brautigan’s collection Rommel Drives on Deep into Egypt from 1970.)
