March 14, 2001
"To let each impression and each germ of a feeling come to completion wholly in itself, in the dark, in the inexpressible, the unconscious, beyond the reach of one's own intelligence and await with humility and patience the birth-hour of a new clarity."

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Dream images

Act of candlelighting
Dining room transformed,
festive.

Full,
friends,
coworkers,
family,
enemies,
guests, and
visitors.

White napkins
flap at
tablecloths
in waves
decorated with
silver,
plates,
and stains.

I place the
candle
on the table
and find my match.

I hold the match against the right wick. It catches and at once, emergency! White forms made from foam emerge from flame. I hold the match at the tip, the show continues. I'm startled, but I know what to do. I concentrate and hold the match carefully. Many forms emerge. The guests are pleased. The second wick, the same.

It's like:
creation
nature
whipped cream
writing