Had to take a break from editing Trouble. Did so by editing a new poem. It’s almost 9p.m. My spouse has once again passed out with the toddler when putting him to bed. There is nothing to distract me from editing but: Myself.
And an amazing Vimeo piece on an artist photographing whales and swimming with them in the “3rd Dimension”, meaning when the surface of the ocean ceases to exist and you feel like you’re floating in Outer Space with a megaton mammal kindly agreeing to “dance” with you…Obviously I am avoiding my writing. However, the whale Vimeo is timely and inspiring. I will remember the term “3rd Dimension” for Trouble.