Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Must have been the pollen in my eyes

I walk out of the house, leaving Ada elbow deep in puzzle pieces and half learned nursery rhymes. I get into the car after admiring our newly tilled garden. There is a blast of Neko Case from the cd player, and I leave the disk in even though I am kind of a news junkie.

I back the car out of the driveway and head down the street, listening to Neko and feeling weirdly elated. I drive along 12th, where all the cherry trees are in bloom, and suddenly the size of my heart triples. The image is worn, but apt.

I turn onto Powell, and over the Ross Island Bridge the sun comes out. Again, I am feeling the particular joy of early spring. I've found one of those moments of where the world is so perfect, and here I am in it. And, well, I'm driving, so the moment doesn't stop me in my tracks, but it feels like that.

Heading up the hill, listening to Neko and singing, I start crying, sure that the drivers of the jeep from Minnesota and the biodiesel Volvo wonder about the tears streaming down my cheeks while I belt out a tune they can't hear.

And on to Salem.

8 comments:

  1. "Fox Confessor Brings The Flood"? Or any of them - I love Neko Case! Glad you had an engaged moment and left the news turned off...

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  2. driving west across the ross island bridge is one of the things i remember most fondly about living in portland--those colors popping up as you crest the bridge! i'm glad to hear it confirmed in your experience. i like it when the leaves change in the fall, too.

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  3. poet.

    just callin' it as I see it.

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  4. i want more of those days when the world catches in my throat

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  5. what a beautiful post. don't know any of the places you describe, but thanks for the word picture.

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  6. I love image that you have created with these words. It makes me think that we should totally be best friends.

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  7. I'm in Beaverton and recently experienced a similar situation with Mt Hood in the back ground and pink blossoms floating gracefully to the ground. Thank you for sharing!

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  8. I did this today... At the end of my road was my 'Ellen'

    I like this post.

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