mammas, mamas, babies & no one should be mean

here are some photos of my mama with my baby-child::::we visited all this week! (a newish good finn word:::CHEERS! and then say "tink" when you clink your glasses together.) my friend lauren had her baby elly a couple of weeks ago;;there is a picture of the gorgeous little sprout:::: also there is an excerpt from a joseph ceravolo poem called "Ho Ho Ho Caribou";;;;his book of selected poems called The Green Lake is Awake is my favorite thing right now. CHEERS! (3 times in a row)






from "Ho Ho Ho Caribou"

9

No one should be mean.
Making affection and all the green
winters wide awake.
Blubber is desert. Out on
the firm lake, o firm
and aboriginal kiss.
To dance, to hunt, to sing,
no one should be mean.
Not needing these things.

10

Like a flower, little light, you open
and we make believe
we die. We die all around
you like a snake in a
well and we come up out
of the warm well and
are born again out of dry
mammas, nourishing mammas, always
holding you as I
love you and am
revived inside you, but
die in you and am
never born again in
the same place; never
stop!