One need be alive to what is about
- Gary Snyder
I don't normally run in the evening, but the weather was too nice not to.
Not much time, half an hour, four miles worth of time and distance, so start in on it
I still speak to everyone I pass. I can't not. I enjoy the responses and smiles, they are part of the run.
After winter runs, I appreciate an earned sweat, warm with a breeze back
I pass two slow bikers who seem put off that feet might be faster than wheels.
Back to our neighborhood, Anna sees me from our house and is sprinting in t-shirt, jeans and socks to meet me. She turns and pulls up alongside and tests me.
We sprint side-by-side, her eyes big, her hair behind her and she laughs loud and wild. I think about racing my dad down our street as a child
Robin and Ava are in the front yard. Spring breeze, last of the sunlight.
I get the girls' bikes and they ride around the neighborhood, Ava mimicking Anna, follow the leader
Circling back and out again, circling back
One does not need universities and libraries,
One need be alive to what is about
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| Anna at Milburn Landing, April 2011 |
1 comment:
Man, you've got a helluva way of capturing the Now of the thing. I admire this! (And I wish I had it in me to run more. I can manage to jog/shuffle/lope/whimper shamelessly for about a mile before my whole body feels like it's been worked over by a team of under-sexed, under-paid and under-appreciated tattoo artists who haven't had their morning coffee yet...)
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