2 May 2004. Can't stop fiddling with the poem below. Two days ago, I took it to a local poetry reading in a frame so it could be passed around. On the way, I tried to think how to explain it. "Blay," which I had in it at that time, didn't make enough sense to me for quite a while. Then I remembered my idea of a bay as a place of relative calm, as the memory of a good yesterday might be. Because the "l" might confuse that connection, I decided to remove it. (In the end, though, I left a fragment of it, reasoning that a little ambiguity might be effective.) I also decided to emphasize bay as sanctuary by putting a dark "kommotion" of ocean around it. I snuck in a few "oceons" stolen from Jonathan Brannen, to give a little subtle contrast to "yesterday." I'm pretty sure I'm through with the poem now, except for finding a better title than "Mathemaku No. 62" for it.