(From the finding God in the ordinary series)

Today

i walked my border collie Jakob

he stopped precisely and peed

on his usual tree. I waved

to the old man across the street

who said i was living the life,

went on to the seminary,

joined their library to

read more oversized jewish books,

came home and made

my wife some coffee

went outside and mulched a bit

mainly under our old roses

which the little Irish catholic girls who once

lived here planted…

cleaned the top of my old airstream

in case anyone needed to be haven-ed there soon,

went down to the local pub

to watch jeopardy and do crosswords

with my friends,

talked map making with Mark

a fellow lover of antiquities

and curiousities-a cartographer by heart;

had a new local beer

with lemon which

reminded me of

my love of Germany and Czech,

told three people

they looked cool today,

took their photos,

then came back home

to write and study

in other languages;

as i did, a friend wrote

who was in pain

so got to listen

and offer my

ten cents of Love.

That was

a good day.

i think i was present

for each part

and spent my nickles well,

as my grandfather used to say

at the end of a good day.