only her ghost
the sound of a drum
in the mirror
It was my birthday today. I got up in the dark, got born again. (No, not that way.) Went to work early and as I walked down the hall to my office the motion-sensored lights politely flicked on ahead of me. No one had been that way in a while, apparently.
I struggled all morning with some hard rewriting. I had to try to explain something I understood to somebody else who didn’t understand it. Sometimes writing works that way, and sometimes it’s more like explaining something you don’t understand to yourself. I do that at work a lot too.
In the afternoon, I corrected a lot of mistakes, which I’m good at making. I sent a lot of emails asking and answering questions. I looked at the future and tried to predict how it would work out. Some parts of it I was optimistic about and some parts pretty pessimistic.
I didn’t have any meetings. Most days I have a meeting or two. Today I was alone in my office all day. My office has large decorative circles all over the wall. I put them there myself. It looks better than it sounds. My office also has a window and every day, every hour really, I think about how lucky I am to have an office with a window. My office also has an extra desk and desk chair because I used to have an officemate and maybe I will again some day. I work all day next to a potential person.
I ate delicious chicken for lunch along with some not-very-delicious guilt about eating a chicken.
Really, I have rarely tasted such delicious chicken.
Today was pretty much like most other days, except I was paying more attention to it.
Maybe I’ll do that again tomorrow.
8 thoughts on “(only)”
love yr birthday poem/haiga your potential person co-worker your list of the things bright & the things darker in your consideration your attention glad
That’s a poem in itself, Susan.
brilliant – made me laugh 🙂 love todays excavated ku.
“Excavated ku”! have to remember that description…
I’m glad you have a window! For many years, my office didn’t. The good thing — I never suffered bad weather and the sun always shined!
Keep up writing good haiku! I love reading it.
Thanks, Gayle! Can’t wait to see you again soon.
Well, at least you have a potential person to keep you company.
Your ku is good enough to stand alone, by the way, beyond its being a work of erasure, but it’s generous of you to let TC share the credit.
inside his headphones
bopping to the beat
of a different drummer
I’m probably better at keeping company with potential people than real ones. Also, Taylor Caldwell is going on my personal Bottom Ten list of Writers I Never Want to Read Again.