March 15th, 2015

The Red Tree

"Well now, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"

The wendigo rages. The wind is pounding the cabin, moving the big trees out there like they're branches. Last week's stingy bit of warmth is only a memory. Currently, it's 41˚F, but the windchill is at 28˚F. I have a headache. My sinuses are throbbing. I feel dehydrated. I slept for shit, the wind waking me, the cold waking me, my dreams waking me. Now and then, the sun shines through the clouds. I have this nagging feeling I should be back in Providence, adding to the discomfort.

We would have gone home a week or two, were it not for the dental emergency and my having started with a dentist here. At this point, if we go back I'd either have to find a new dentist to finish the work, or we'd have to come back here twice. It's all a bit of a mess.

It will be so strange to go back to the constant noise of the city.

And all those people.

Whom I never see.

Currently, it's 67˚F in Birmingham, and the high there toady will be 73˚F. Last year, the temperature in Providence didn't break 70˚F until early May.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,270 words, letters P, R, and Q for "The Aubergine Alphabet."

There are days, like today, I really don't like seeing my mind described as "dark and twisted."

TTFN,
Aunt Beast
The Red Tree

"Jezebel" (Make me a beast half as brave.)

Who's seen Jezebel?
She was born to be the woman I would know
And hold like the breeze
Half as tight as both our eyes closed.

Who's seen Jezebel?
She went walking where the cedars line the road,
Her blouse on the ground,
Where the dogs were hungry, roaming.

Saying, "Wait, we swear
We'll love you more and wholly
Jezebel. It's we, we that you are for,
Only"

Who's seen Jezebel?
She was born to be the woman we could blame.
Make me a beast half as brave,
I'd be the same.

Who's seen Jezebel?
She was gone before I ever got to say,
"Lay here my love,
You're the only shape I'll pray to, Jezebel"

Who's seen Jezebel?
Will the mountain last as long as I can wait,
Wait like the dawn.
How it aches to meet the day.

Who's seen Jezebel?
She was certainly the spark for all I've done.
The window was wide,
She could see the dogs come running.

Saying, "Wait, we swear,
We'll love you more and wholly.
Jezebel, it's we, we that you are for
Only" ~ Iron and Wine

Lately, I've bee haunted by the story of Jezebel, as related in Sepher M'lakhim, The Book of Kings (divided into two in the Christian Bible, 2nd Kings 2-9).