Wonder Day

What a wonderful day listening to Stevie Wonder on his birthday. Such a tonic for today’s troubles.

I tried my hand at writing and posting a poem. I can’t sleep, so here I am, up and getting ready to finish reading my current book. I’ll go for an early walk when it’s light enough.


arm reachin in darkness
Photo by Cherry Laithang.

I feel the moment of my arms
Hanging from bone levers off my spine.
They sway like untethered booms,
Cables slack.

Why are they made so long?
I use the ends of them for
Cracking eggs, gripping handles,
Pressing keys. … the rest “Reach”