Joanne Kyger

(19 November 1934)

Tuesday, October 28 - Poem by Joanne Kyger

It was a beautiful golden day
Now a black split shape
scuttles under
de foot. So long, Sayonara.
The fat cat lays down
dozing. I could use a little rest too
I only slept 11 hours last night,
wrote some letters, swept the floor,
planted 2 rows of onions, snow peas
And now I am looking forward
to washing my hair.

Comments about Tuesday, October 28 by Joanne Kyger

  • Susan Williams (11/21/2015 4:10:00 PM)

    In some ways it is sad that a diary would record more of these ordinary days than adventurous passionate heart-palpitating days we in our hearts of hearts yearn for yet would truthfully find a bit uncomfortable- especially when our hair needs to be shampooed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 10, 2012

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