Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Miniscule

All night I dreamed
of small things:
sesame seeds, peppercorns,
English peas, lima beans.

Waking--
all seems ungainly.

My tea mug: a bath tub.
Even the tabletop flowers
loom large.
It's as if it would take me
a hundred days
to climb from root to petal
to take in the smell.
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7 comments:

  1. Joe HefnerApril 10, 2008 at 4:11 PM

    It makes me smile thinking about you climbing a flower...

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  2. AnonymousApril 10, 2008 at 6:55 PM

    I'm starting to notice a trend developing:

    April 7:
    "... the beginning of a NEW LIFE."

    April 8:
    "... has such small hands."

    April 9:
    "All night I dreamed of small things."

    I do believe that in the distance I hear the pitter patter of small hints.

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  3. mamabirdApril 11, 2008 at 2:20 AM

    jack and his beanstalk got nothin' on you. you are so very lovely, nicole.

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  4. Nicole CallihanApril 11, 2008 at 6:21 AM

    Hey anonymous--The FBI called. They want their shirt back.

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  5. AnonymousApril 11, 2008 at 6:43 AM

    I have found that noticing the small things in life, and not taking them for granted, makes life much sweeter.
    Hol

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  6. AnonymousApril 11, 2008 at 8:32 AM

    I'm just sayin'...

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  7. AuthorApril 12, 2008 at 3:11 PM

    sesame>>peppercorn>>lentil. i love your small things...

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