The name of my log is taken from the poem “Sunday Morning” by Wallace Stevens, which was alluded to in the book Pale Kings and Princes by one of my favorite authors, Robert B. Parker. The poem starts with images of a pleasant Sunday morning and goes on to a meditation about religion etc.
Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo
Upon a rug mingle to dissipate
The holy hush of ancient sacrifice.