Persimmons + Cardamom

I woke up in a different city and state this morning.

Same time zone, 

though daylight savings just happened so I am thoroughly disoriented

I dreamt I was walking home with friends

Laughing so heartily

so hard I slid across an entire street,

body useless in hilarity

Children were setting off fireworks near a dry field and

a boy was buried to the neck in cement

We got home and at the base of the stairs a woman sat in the bathtub 

entirely naked her pregnant belly covered in 

lush dark curls

Her son’s head

She pet and stroked the resting child

A room full of her family and me trying to step 

in cracks between bodies

the spaces left 

Limbs packed tightly

lovingly against bellies and backs

Still laughing working hard to keep the quiet

in this new and special place

I made it through the room 

through the puzzle

I woke up in white sheets

white walls

Yellow quilt

saffron or dandelion

or rich late summer sun

A happy yellow

The quality of light coming through the crack in the blinds

is blue

I woke up thinking of persimmons

shaking the fall fruit from a bottle

Persimmon and cardamom 

a pudding, pie or galette.