No, you tell me what it means.I believe today (for the next few hours, at least) is day eleven of fifteen in the pocation.
I have written at least fifteen pages of poems this summer, and that's fine with me.
This summer isn't last summer, and vice versa.
I like some of the things I've written.
And that is all I can hope for, really.
3 comments:
Mary, did you take this photograph?
Metaphor: You never know when there will be flight. . .
Taking off is the hardest part.
Like the photo a lot.
M.J.
I love your "readings," MJ!
And yes, I chased that butterfly all around the yard until it gave me a chance to take a picture. :)
What a cool picture!
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