COMING BACK TO IT

Coming back to it.  Finding that the keyboard tray in this gifted desk offers a perfect space just under the laptop for scribbling research in a journal. Finding the decorative letter opener waiting with its sparkling faux gemstones and the marcasite butterfly – surprisingly ergonomic — and remembering the dear poet who chose this farewell present. Also remembering that when I open letters (invoices in!) I forget that I have a letter opener. I love letter openers. Sitting in the room at the front of the house reclaiming its ‘writing room’ status and recalling the view of the tracks just as the CountryLink train flashes passed. Thinking of the passengers on their way to Melbourne and reminding myself I always get directions wrong. So. Edit: Sydney. Then. Catching the sunset. And Venus I think. Next. Try catching poems.