throbbing light machine

Family visit ended yesterday. V. tired today. Visit went pretty ok. Stuck to public spaces and safe subjects all round. So many structural changes taking place in the family, in multiple generations, all at once. A general sense of well-intentioned anxiety. Everyone wants things to be all right, still, once all the dust settles.

Reading the Odyssey (Wilson trans). The way it flies by, in contrast with the heavy grief&mortality of each line of the Iliad (Mitchell trans) -- ! The Odyssey is such an easy lover, to me. It opens up delights.

Watched the Franco Rossi miniseries on YouTube earlier this spring. Reread Atwood's Penelopiad on the train in to see mother.

Visited the apartment where I was born. Didn't tell dad about it.

Must write more. Must rework more the matter of this house. Must make beautiful things more with my hands.