Update this evening...

Update: My 'art' for the beginning of this week has turned out to be computer repair - I have to fix the hinge on Laura's Jornada 820, which is a PDA with the form of a mini-laptop. Despite it being rather outdated, it's a wonderfully portable machine, and perfect for typing in near silence. Here's a poem I composed in a library on my own Jornada:

a friend of the blank windows
slips through soft arbitrations
mocks glass with a glance

each step a deliberate contact
grass licks toes
body warms the breeze

teeth, streambed smooth
hair merging with hills
arms sharing outlines with pinebark

not there where they aren't,
them where they are
chipped suns hover

a pull of white cloth
moderated voices
glass mocks stirring air.

Until.