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  • Saturday, March 7

    Kauai/Princeville, day 7

    The rainy day pattern of weather here has been very conducive to writing, and Let Them Not Say is now sent off for review by the conductor.  Undoubtedly, as is always the case, there will be corrections and adjustments to make—perhaps even some re-writing if I’ve overplayed the ensemble’s ability—but this initial complete draft is something I feel quite good about.

    The work’s poet, Jane Hirshfield, was scheduled to appear at a talk in Honolulu during our week there, and we were excited to go and introduce ourselves, perhaps find a moment to get acquainted.  I went online to purchase tickets for her talk and, alas, due to travel concerns surrounding covid-19 the event’s been cancelled.  I wrote her to say hello, let her know the work’s done, plant the seed of having her come to NC for the premiere, talk to English folks/poets…we’ll know better when the premiere’s scheduling becomes clearer.  She did mention a few other talks scheduled—Seattle, NY, Chicago—which haven’t yet been cancelled, although she expects they will be.  Seattle, especially, seems a focus of covid-19 right now, so that cancellation seems inevitable.

    We’ve another week here in Kauai—two more days of diving down in Koloa again—then a week in Oahu before heading to the mainland.  Neither one of us is eager to let go of the many diving opportunities here in HI, so we’ve just scheduled two more days of diving in Honolulu for 3/17 and 3/18.

    Pattie’s beginning to organize her purchases to send on ahead (to avoid excess baggage weight fees, which are much more expensive than sending home a small box), and it’s been fun for her to look through the clothes she so enjoyed getting here.

    No big excursions today, as it was really just a day to work at home, then make a frozen pizza for dinner, do some reading, and turn in.

  • Monday, January 27

    Hilo, day 2

    The last few days in Kona, many conversations with Marc (our AirBnB host in Kona), with several shopkeepers who located in Hawai’I from the mainland (curiously, many from Idaho), meeting and getting acquainted with more folks here in Hilo, I’m taken with the lifestyle of

    A day of writing.  Eager to jump into the texture of “it burned,” so got going on that in the morning and stayed with it all day.  I like what I’ve got, but am afraid of its difficulty in execution. 

    Pattie relaxed here all day, reading and catching up on correspondence and phone calls.  The pacing of this trip is really such that we needn’t feel pressed to ‘do’ every day.  Plenty of time to relax and live, write, etc.  Took a few minutes to try to trace down the missing items from GoPro, sent here via USPS and now sent back…

    End of the day looking forward to the AOW class, a bit unsure of how it’ll all go, but knowing how much I feel I have to learn and eager to improve skills.  The word on the web is that this shop/teacher will be great, and we’re hoping for a good experience, of course.  The e-learning’s complete, now the five dives and associated lessons.

    Before bed, more listening through to the day’s writing, and still satisfied.  Hoping to get that ‘it burned’ section towards 45” or so.

  • Wednesday, January 8

    San Diego, Day 13

    Another easy, productive day.  The choral piece’s writing is coming along, slow but steady; but its writing is mirroring the poem’s form in a way I’ve not experienced before…writing certain repeated elements as individually developing units; perhaps creating parallel lines of development.  The curious part is really a matter of process, rather than content; a reflection of how my mind needs to mete out distinct materials, I think.  At any rate, it’s coming along pretty well, the last few days keeping most all of what I’ve written.

    Work this morning followed by some correspondence with dive shops in Hilo, planning trips for a few weeks from now.  Another stroll, Pattie wanted to do a little shopping before we leave SD in just a few days.  Alas, neglected to take pix today.

    A potentially problematic issue at school settled, which laid my mind to rest in a big way.

    Have been wanting to get to Tribute Pizza for a pizza, and we weren’t disappointed.  Truly, the best pie I’ve ever tasted.  Mmmmm. Not my pix (Yelp) but you get the idea…

    Followed by more walking the streets…so walkable, so pleasant, so nice to just stroll around.

    Another of thinking that we’re in the midst of some sort of dream.

    Very happy.