11 June 2013

Free sky.

Up there above the hills and the smokestacks and chimneys and rooftops, maybe that's where the poems are roiling without us.

I am beginning to feel as if June is getting away from me. Perhaps it is.

So glad to have time to get things done, but so much to get done.

Contemplating an attempt to "block off some time."

Not sure that's an option for me.

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