Tuesday, May 29, 2018

diary: returned


Seven litres of blood lost during the operation, which the surgeon declared a success even though, in his words, "Things got a bit rocky." Transfusions, a couple of days in Intensive Care, and then down onto the ward, one kidney and its 13cm tumour lighter. A huge cut-line and staples all across my front.


having returned

to the world 

I keep staring at 

the back of my hand 

     

Thursday, May 10, 2018

diary: circumstances


Barely able to cross the room. Barely able to climb the stairs. Having to rest while the hell in my lower back subsides. Legs first aflame and then jelly. The tumour, undeniably, making its presence felt.


no longer able 

to make molehills 

out of mountains 

   

moment


one moment

a robin on the beak

of a stone goose


18.04.2018

questions


swirl of plum blossom

questions not as simple

as once they were


like, hi

how are you?

 
17.04.2018

first sun


first sun / the bee

lets go and the daisy

springs back up

 
14.04.2018

squirrel


we stare at each other

the squirrel & I

and then one of us

climbs a tree
     

11.04.2018