Today’s song in Antwerp

Song of clothes drying on a towel on the floor.

Song of early morning conversation before you can talk right

song of seagull at sunset and church bells throughout the day

son of sudden unexpected phone call from friend

song of night hallways with an unseen open window somewhere bringing and ringing in fresh air

song of cleaning up, and messing up the kitchen over and over

song of grilling in evening and game boards with families

song of taking the dog out again, and cleaning the toilet

song of finding my papers where i wrote something i must remember today

song of friendships over time

and how not a single one is truly ever lost

song of each part of the day

song of no part is ever lost

song of the bats showing up at the same time daily

song of that night owl who waits next to my window each night until just the right moment to howl-something ancient about her patience each day

the late bloom is the best

song of my restless dog when it lightenings

song of the normal hours

when things break and have to get fixed

song of that light looking perfect on your shoulders tonight as we sip coffee at sunset

in some cafe

song of each particular day-as it is and was and will be.

song of bells and birds and even skirting squirrels, persistently burying their nuts in evening, as markers for each day, something to return to.

song of the very simple things daily which keep us in place.