Friday, March 07, 2008

Analect 2.243x

7 March 2008. Gray with sun with gray. Indecision--who needs it. Again, voices, insistent voices. The public realm. Birds calling out in the morning, a dove, for example. Tucked in under the neighbors' eaves. The talk meanders on. "I took it to the biggest libel expert in San Francisco." "You need to retract this..." "But they didn't even answer."

Jerusalem, a dozen-plus years back. Small window onto narrow courtyard, just enough for morning light, sometime before dawn... Those same calls, unmistakable, even when heard for the first time. Was it a welcoming? A moment of on-goingness? Or are the two the same...?

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