i n t e r m i s s i o n : boston edition

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Spring is synonymous with transition.

In this space between The Lake and Eaton Street, this time between curtain call and class introductions, lives a rare creature: a vaguely familiar shadow of me, one that feeds on a careful mix of relaxation and exploration, leisure and productivity.  The incarnation appears in the intermission between season and school, adventuring and sleeping and biking and eating one too many cheese plates (is there such a thing?).

Swan Lake closed just about 3 weeks ago, and my summer school semester at Providence College begins Monday night (Social History- Providence Architecture!), and in the mean time I’ve been filling the gap between the Bean and PVD.  Stay tuned for more from Providence, but for some recent snaps around Boston…

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+ a stop in for English breakfast, a raspberry fruit box and floral inspiration at the newly enlarged Tatte in Brookline

+ perusing the (immaculate) shelves at Boston General Store (also in Brookline) just in time for a lovely bridal brunch at Pride’s Crossing

+ my first visit to M’s favorite Saffra Bakery for avocado french toast

+ a trip to Boston Opera House for Boston Ballet’s Swan Lake

+ dumplings and crust(y)aceans at Gourmet Dumpling House in Chinatown

+ drinks over Boston at the Prudential Center’s Top of The Hub

when beacon beckons

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bricks that track from our toes to the sky
pave sweet grated pathways
in their burnt, rusty red

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those eager vines that rush more than crawl
flood every fiery facade
in a lush twisting green

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steeped in history, every crevice speaks
the soothing wordless soliloquy
of gaslit alleys and sun drenched squares

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inside ivory tiles surround
eighteen caged white bulbs glow and
baked blonde treats tarte-in and pop over
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out on and in corners under churches
electric hand on my cheek
your warmth connects, arrests and protects

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hebrew names that start with f
evade the soundtrack of the park

while mosaic half shells made of wood
watch our lazy outdoor naps

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fuzzy paintings drinks and walls
follow from the Hill to Hanover
stooped pizza breaks buzz us
and St. Anthony’s loud feast parades down the streetIMG_2394

a new Hill to Watch
another urban mountain to climb
a gold Beacon guides our steps
up up away in and together so we rise.
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-from a Beacon-drunk mind on Monday the 31st of August, 11:42 pm.