Thursday, August 28, 2003
to the iron bars outside the art roomjanuary 2001
rivulets of steel
frozen in time as
bars
intersecting at neat
criss-cross angles
to form a bond
everlasting.
Mina at 6:24 PM
Saturday, August 16, 2003
there is something i like about eating dinner in a bowl with a spoon.chicken and rice all mixed up into a comforting mess. it feels safe, and easy. no narrow forks, and table-flat plates. there is no sophistication with a bowl and a spoon; it falls into the same category as old friends, the quilt your grandmother made from pieces of your old clothes and little children. direct, lovable and always around.
yup, bowls (and spoons) are special, right from the day when they were blue plastic and had two handles attached, to yellow handpainted ceramic.
Mina at 2:14 AM
