Oh, hello LJ. It's been a while.
Enjoy your V-Day chocolate, everyone! Life's been a little busy, and I just haven't felt much like writing. But it's been good. Edging closer and closer to ending this season and starting another.
from It's As Though Someone Else Is With Me
Robert Bly
It's morning and it's calm. And the man
Writes along, inviting this detail
And that--looking toward some playful life.
What life? Oh never mind--the life of language.
And thinking. Longing waves one arm,
And the woman inside us looks out
From her eternal indolences, feeding
The hummingbirds with her flowery thoughts.
I lie here with a cover and coffee and a pen,
Feeling delight in being a child of language--
Neither man nor woman exactly, but a young monk
In a skin boat, bobbing among the seals of sound.