“Shall we gather at the river? On second thought, let’s not.”

—John Ashbery, “River of the Canoefish,” Planisphere, 85

Woke up from a dream at 3 am, up for a while; so was Bree.
Listened to dharma talks. Got back to sleep.
Up after 9; Bree was out, getting her 2nd shot.
Breakfast/coffee. Notebook poem (out of dream).
Listened to side 1 Oh-Ok, The Complete Reissue.
Read an above;ground chap (zero dawn, shelley harder) 2 JA poems.
Wrote noon-2. Also had an exchange off and on w/ Elijah Wald about “Trouble In Mind”; finally turned up a sheet music scan.
Called dad; stayed on more than an hour.
Spend late afternoon cooking: dandelion greens, onion soup (I had ordered too many). Listened to the rest of the Dry Cleaning album. Should listen again w/ the lyric sheet.
Had dinner w/ Bree. Pleasant. A lot of clean up. Put on Andrew Hill, Pax, but didn’t really concentrate on it.
Took it easy in the evening; tired. Killed a nasty bug.
Skipped the serious reading, but read a few extra JA poems.
Took out trash/recycling 10 pm. Short walk outside.
Lights out 11.