On the one hand, I am on day two of a lancing headache and a concomitant amount of sleep. On the other, it has been raining all afternoon as though it plans to keep on doing it, my mother now has six monarchs in chrysalis and eight more caterpillars busily eating their way through the latest milkweed, a map has been found to the Drowned Hundred, and the sonification of a black hole sounds like whalesong by Delia Derbyshire.
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- 1: Ne 'z in ket da gorolliñ
- 2: My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
- 3: I might fail math if you don't move your shoulder
- 4: With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
- 5: Out in space, coast to coast
- 6: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 7: The moon still rises on everybody else
- 8: To the green field by the sea
- 9: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 10: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
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