My Marriage Ceremony Loves Her Dress
Birds chirped amid the roar of traffic. 2 crows flapped -one with a husky caw. A dog barked in the distance. In the trees, more cawing, as 4 pigeons flew overhead as a team. 3 more came behind them. A crow cawed non-stop, sounding like a duck. The overcast sky was dense like fog. It was luminous and grey as gravel. The sun shone in the west through the soft filter and cloudy glow, revealing texture of cloud around the circumference of the blurry orb. It was bright, but not too hard to look at. A far distant airplane sped through the sky, climbing and careening. Her mountain of love was dark and immovable. White houses were resting on it. I’m in love with Anna in this.
A large squadron of pigeons dived and turned. They sped in circles, around and around over and over, above the EMSB with its columns. There were no clear shadows or seeing with fine detail. It was murky and 2-dimensional. Flat like a photograph with no depth of field. Trees were nearly still. A breeze blew, but it was rather mild. It wasn’t too cold. The ice lake was half frozen with stick patterns. The lake was transparent and reflective. A crow came low. Another crow cawed. Lovebirds in the trees were doing remarkable feats with their tiny wings. I’m in love with Anna in this.
A blackbird landed in the large tree still with leaves. She made a whistle for her soulmate. She disappeared and a crow cawed 4 times. I had to spread open wide inside to find the nether regions, to go beyond the wire. I was inwardly relaxing as I concentrated on my love writing, with awareness that the pain was dissolving, to become more a part of me, and less apart from me. I love Anna in this. I love her in my inner country. And so, I let the dam break for a flood, to rupture unneccessary bounds -so I could have more energy and fun for my son and my love and to get things done. I’m in love with Anna in this.
A black and white winged bird with a white chubby belly was quietly visiting a tree. She made a crazy jiggly laugh at the highest pitch, to call her soulmate. She was peeking around the large branches. She quickly flew to check out the other tree. More birds appeared to land on the branches. They were the same kind. 4 pigeons flew by. One of them was a youngster and smaller. The black and white birds visiting were climbing about, as though this was their first exploration of these trees -and they liked them. I liked these birds very much and I hoped that they would stay. I’m in love with Anna in this.
The ice sheet was receeding. The coastline was translucent and bubbled. The black and white birds made interesting sounds and striking half-whistles that cascade up and down. The sky was grey glowing. It was an impervious dome of near-featureless haze that rested as firmly as a plug. There was a vague sense of spring almost. It was refreshing in the mild December air. Tristan and I watched Evan Almighty, and we will watch Broadway Danny Rose. I’m in love with Anna in this. My house completed loves her baby. My marriage ceremony loves her dress. My hammer loves her boat built. My writing loves her dreamwork.
My book loves her discussion. My traveling loves her bottle of wine. My bread loaf loves her meal. My buildings love her construction. My graduation ceremony loves her certificate. My fall harvest loves her green. My painter loves her photograph. My athlete loves her performance. My actor loves her actress. My healthy body loves her organic. My laws being signed loves her deadline. My gift loves her sun. My plans love her to make real. My inward loves her consummate. My experience loves her realness. My essence loves her complete. My authentic loves her natural. My fulfilling loves her ripeness. My swimming loves her pearls. My task loves her test. My achieving loves her plans. My realizing loves her autonomy. My potential loves her substantial. My commitments love her definate. My making loves her manifesting. My attaining loves her care. I love her black lunar bible verse in my Egyptian box “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” -John 14:27. I love Anna Dirksen.
Meanwhile, Bulldog steals Frasier’s blind date and then she breaks up with him on the phone. Bulldog’s broken up about it. Frasier tells him to take his one-night-stand like a man because Skinner reinlists in the army. He gets Ned Flanders fired to get his old job back. Superintendant Chalmers says that prayers have no place in public schools like facts have no place in religion. Michael has just received the witness list. Maebe agrees to be in a mock wedding cerremony with her cousin George Michael. Buster is in a fake coma and he tells Lindsay and Tobias to fake their marriage. Maebe leaves the fake wedding feeling it’s a little too real. Michael calls Franklin to the stand. The lawer asks “Why are there puppets like Frank?”
On the CBC News at Six, Amanda Pfeffer wore a brown jacket with blue collars. Benazier Bhutto Assassinated. Shock and Grief. Chery Rosebush in a black coat with green scarf spoke with Montreal’s Pakistani community. Adrienne Arsenault reported on Bhutto’s last image. Many of the wounded were left stunned in the street. George Bush said “Those who committed this crime must be brought to justice.” Stephen Harper said “This was an abhorrent act of terror.” Wild Weather with the top 10 weather newsbreakers of 2007 by Environment Canada. Montreal’s winter storm was number 3. As reported by Peter Johnson in a black coat, red scarf and black tie with white shirt. Costs for the major winter storm cleanup 10 days after the snorm is expected to reach $20 million. A gas shortage at 12 Esso stations in Montreal. As reported by Stephanie Tremblay in a black coat with pink scarf. Grisly slaughter of dozens of animals for coyote skins. Geeta Nadkarni in a grey jacket with green top said the first week of winter is getting milder with 5 to 10 cm of snow. A mix of sun and cloud for tomorrow and a high of 1 degree. Amanda Pfeffer signed off for the evening.
I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News re-reportage of accomplish, attain, authentic, autonomy, awarding, breakthrough, building, caring carrying out, commitments, complete, consummate, definate, determining, earn, essence, executing, experience, finishing, fulfill, harvest, inward, making, manifesting, natural, perform, plans, possibility, potential, realizing, ripeness, satisfy, substantial, tangible and to make real.