praise the dawning

12/06/2023 0 By BuddyCushman

Look! A seagull, lit up by the sun, under a morning moon.

In the middle of the night, enjoying a cup of coffee in the quiet. There’s being warm in the winter, delicious in the spring. Each filled with a chocolate cake, without sugar and flour – the idea of it. A 3am train whistle, brilliant and clear, it takes the place of long-ago remorse. Every song I’ve known dancing through my fingers. That old street cat, Bobbie, touching my finger with his nose. Another dance. And all those crows in the eucalyptus, gathered to be the first in on it. Young, wild professors, their black robes flutter in the breeze.

And now, if it’s okay, I’d like to quote the Velvet Underground — “Sunday morning brings the dawn in. It’s just a restless feeling by my side.”

And Dongshan — “The white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day.”