Bonny told me Ditto started school, said Blurtso. I wonder if his first day was as exciting as my first day at Harvard…
O.k., said the teacher, who would like to try this one? How about you in the second row, the one with the boxing-glove nose…
Category: Boston and Cambridge and Concord
“Ditto goes to school” (II)
I don’t think Ditto liked his first day of school…
“Ditto goes to school” (I)
Maybe it’s time to put Ditto in school…
What, said the teacher, do you want?
“Blurtso begins to fit in”
Un, deux, trois… plié, fondu, developé.
“Blurtso signs up for the wrong class”
Isn’t this Hip-Hop 101?
“Blurtso looks at the snow” (VI)
It’s very quiet. I can’t even hear the cars in the street. The flakes are so big that the ones near the window are a blur. I wonder how much it’s snowing at Bonny and Pablo’s cabin? It makes me happy to think of them all together, sharing a snack around the fire. I hope they have enough firewood. I’m sure they do. Bonny is good about that sort of thing. And so is Pablo. Even Ditto had a fire when I stopped by. I’ll bet the flakes are melting quickly on the lake. I’ll bet you could stray from the path and not even know. You’d have to make a new path, which wouldn’t be a path, but only a trail of wandering. When it gets dark you can’t even see the rise and fall of the land. Hmmm, it sure is quiet. I wonder how much it’s snowing at Bonny and Pablo’s cabin?
“Bonny and Pablo go for tapas”
There’s a bar on Inman Square named after Salvador Dali.
Ración de tortilla y una caña, said Pablo.
Y para la señorita? said the barkeep. Lo mismo, said Bonny.
“Pablo sings his songs”
Here are some songs I’ve written.
Cliffs of the heart
You can’t say yes
The best we can do
The snow is melting
Slipping into stone
Out of line
Kindness
Undo what’s done
Devil’s Sister
Liar sun
Because I love you
The hope it is
Letting go
Crossroads night
Take me there
All I want is a breeze
The beginning of you
Hell on the inside
The kingdom meant for me
Eight ounces of water
Go around
Catch, glide and shove
Too late for you
This girl do
Sleeping where the rich people play
Of all the gold
Echo
Afraid this time
Tenderness
A safe place to go
Seize the moment
Haven’t had yet
My Michelle
Cruel shapes
You made him a promise
Seventh day
My baby’s arms
More than the blues
Drink beer on stage
I’m in you
Save me
Giraffe
“Bonny and Pablo go for a walk”
That was a nice walk, said Pablo, what should we do now?
Let’s go home, said Bonny, and play Sudoku.
That’s 127 for Ditto, 96 for me, and 16 for Pablo.
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (XI)
No, said Bonny, the stream never flows back.