…the river house

70. The house beside the river is a house of lazy, hazy days.  You have gone there looking for something in the low grey sky and the thick flowing river, the still of the trees and the arched stone bridge.  You are there with your lover, laden with food and wine and strings of lights,Continue reading “…the river house”

…the slice of the knife

56. You enjoy the motion of the knife cutting, the smooth sweep of the wide blade as it meets the chopping board, your fingertips curled against the onion’s domed back.  When you are done the dome is transformed into a heap of translucent cubes alongside a stub of woody stem.  Soon the smell of heatedContinue reading “…the slice of the knife”