The day Maria and I decided to embark on this blog, she went for a jog (did not mean to rhyme, just came out this time). She joged out up her street into the little pathway behind the beautiful rolling foothills of Palo Alto. On her way there, she saw a woman in a long yellow raincoat singing a song out loud as she rode leisurely on her bicycle through the park. Deja vu. Last time Maria went for a run, the same woman passed her by in the same way at the same exact intersection - meandering on her bicycle, slowly peddling past. This moment of intense awareness and complete saturation of the senses, prompted Maria to write this poem (borrowing a slight variation of T.S Elliot’s verse):
Out on my run
a hummingbird hovers close
to the web of a spider. A woman riding a
bike sings a note to every stroke of her foot.
Children watch nearby; it’s the same
lady in the same yellow raincoat singing that tune.
Another day by the park.
Another still point in a turning world.
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