Musings Today

Musings for Today

I have no set plans for today. Sky is blue, contrail streaming above

At 30,000 feet. Being seated in the middle of the county, I think

Randomly of San Francisco and New York. Where must those

high-flying passengers be going? I refocus on a poetry anthology

I am reading. Lines like, “two bodies mingling,” “nothing to wear,

Nothing wearable to a party,” and “these are the nights we dreamed

Of...” strike me momentarily. But of one thing I am certain, when

I’m finished, I will leave these words behind on their respective pages

Where I found them. More than likely, I will allow these image to slip

Away from my short-term memory, perhaps even before I’ve had my

Second cup of coffee. How quickly the dawning of ordinary thought

Passes from the mind. I am grateful for this human trait, for there is no

Conceivable way I want to maintain all the trivialities which parade

Before and pass through me each and every second of the day. When

My brain decides that I have read enough lines this morning, it will

Then command my hands to close the book and leave what is left to be

Visually consumed for some other day. But in doing so, I have noticed

The immediate need to trim my fingernails, a function that I had not

Previously made plans for today. Funny how one thing really can lead

Spontaneously to another. And so today, as with the many which have

Come before, I may again be truly amazed—fingernails next, and then

Who knows...perhaps thoughts of gray skies and Pittsburgh? Funny thing

Is, clear skies or cloudy, personally I don't know a single damn soul who
Lives there.

Chris Hanch 3-18-17