Away From the Web

Difficult

We are up in the North Carolina mountains now where the temps are cool (around 72 or so) and the views all are of the million-dollar kind. But we have resisted installing broadband at our place here because (1) it wasn’t available until recently, and (2) we didn’t want to pay for it when we weren’t here.

But now the broadband provider has seasonal programs for those of us not bearing the -5 degree daily highs in winter and we are installing it tomorrow. Meanwhile I sit in the local Internet cafe typing this out. But tomorrow I can do it from the comfort of my own living room.  Makes the place complete.

Update

The cable guy came today and managed to leave us with less than what we had at the beginning of the day. No cable and no internet. After an hour or so on the phone we have the basic cable we began the day with but we do have Internet (yeah)!

We have managed to leave Florida just as they are suffering through afternoon deluges. Back when I was in undergraduate school in Tampa (this was some time ago) afternoon tropical downpours were everyday events. But as the climate slowly changes these afternoon thunderstorms have disappeared.  But now they are back, I’m happy to say. I’m sure it has something to do with our weather oscillations but I haven’t researched it at all yet.

The Rain

BY ROBERT CREELEY

All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quiet, persistent rain.

What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often? Is it

that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
will have for me

something other than this,
something not so insistent-
am I to be locked in this
final uneasiness.

Love, if you love me,
lie next to me.
Be for me, like rain,
the getting out

of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-
lust of intentional indifference.
Be wet
with a decent happiness.