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The State of the Livia, Hurricane Style

Long story short: went to shelter, came home. I honestly feel safer in my own house, and I’m not going to elaborate why. At any rate, the current state of the apartment is better than expected (minimal rain leakage, power!, no blow-out windows), although that will probably change starting around 8am, as Irene makes landfall and tears through Long Island. Already I can see the wind picking up outside. And for your enjoyment, here a shot of the street just outside my kitchen window:

It’s hard to see, but the end of the street is submerged in water – and this is before the tidal surge has started sweeping through the area.

I should have bought more rum.

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Originally published at Livia Llewellyn.

Marine Autumn

I owe you marine autumn
With dankness at its roots
and fog like a grape
and the graceful sun of the country;
and the silent space
in which sorrows lose themselves
and only the bright crown
of joy comes to the surface.

--Pablo Neruda.


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