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Bedtime Stories 10: Weather Report
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Bedtime Stories 10: Weather Report

"the weather" by Lisa Robertson 2 of 7

“First all belief is paradise. So pliable a medium.”

“Our skies are inventions, durations, discoveries, quotas, forgeries, fine and grand.”

“The day pours out space, a light red roominess, bright and fresh.”

Reading this poem (as recorded above) is the one that made me want to record this as a series, to rant it to myself on a hill, to program it into my body. Ah! It’s just so good - one of those pieces of writing where I can’t quote it because I would have to quote the whole thing.

Two (?) weeks ago I began a series of 7 posts where I read aloud poems from “the weather” by Lisa Robertson. Each one is titled a day of the week - I first published Sunday, today’s being Monday… because today is Monday.

And even as I write this and re-read and re-listen I need more, I want to have it completely and fully, to always be eating it.

Promised definitions for words I did not know, copied from my Meriam Webster’s Dictionary edition 10 published in 1993.

quotidian - 1. occuring every day 2. a: belonging to each day, everyday b: commonplace, ordinary

terraqueous - consisting of land and water

catalpa - any of a genus of American and Asian trees of the trumpet-creeper family with pale showy flowers in terminal clusters

Catalpa leaves are simple and opposite, sometimes whorled or appearing so, the blade 6 to 12 inches long, 5 to 8 inches wide, tapered to a pointed tip, the base straight across to slightly rounded to heart-shaped, on a stalk up to 5 inches long. Edges are toothless, the upper surface dark green and hairless, lower surface lighter green and hairy especially along major veins. Leaf stalks are sparsely hairy.

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