Day 291 of 2026
“The Window Held Still”
spoken reading· 38s
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Recipe for a Morning With No Wind
Ingredients:
one mug of tea, allowed to go cold
one curtain, hung and forgotten
one dog, black, asleep in a rectangle of sun
one barometer reading, unrecorded
all the air in Wellington, held
Method:
Raise the sash and do nothing further.
Let the cold come in and stay exactly where it lands.
Do not touch the tea. Do not touch the curtain.
Let the dog keep his own kind of weather.
Wait until the silver line where hill meets harbour
stops asking to be looked at.
Serves one empty room, indefinitely.
Here hung a window that would not move.A curtain dead-still, a mug gone cold,a dog asleep in a rectangle of sun—nothing happening, nothing at all,and the gatekeeper choked on it anyway.Perhaps stillness is above its clearance level.Nobody wrote down the pressure that day.Nobody will write down this one either.