i didn’t call him daddybird for nothing
at 7 i had the strongest desire to catch a bird father said:
take a dish towel +a salt shaker +sprinkle salt on its tail
u cannot imagine how close i came inching along on my
this bit of wisdom i found in a hassidic tale some 40 yrs. later
father a hassid!
my ass what i caught was the desire to lay
quietly for lengthy periods in damp grass alone in zazen
and waiting is what father was really teaching me
no the squirrel who fell from the roof is not at the zoo little birdgirl yet i wait
maybe father somehow knew that one day i’d have waited 31 yrs.
+counting to see him it gets easier i guess not as hard as in
the first 90 days when bellycrawling doesn’t begin to describe it
waiting now too for the final 3rd to unfold where a bird in the hand
would be the rising particularly on the beach where father’s stallion
is known to graze + the light at the end of the tunnel is a pair of
u just wait
i will catch that bird
find that beach
Fall 2020 ..the old boss..father’s doppelgänger..