Comments | pepperedmoth: Gone, across the borderline.

pepperedmoth

Gone, across the borderline.

Oct 02, 2006 15:45

This past September 11th, I read a number of journal entries by various friends reflecting on the date. All I could think of was this poem. Today's the second of October, and yesterday in particular (as today) the same poem has been running through my mind ( Read more... )

quaker, poetry, life

Comments 4

snyrt_file October 2 2006, 23:52:36 UTC

still coming to my party? *hopeful baby deer eyes*

f1r3anda1r October 3 2006, 02:00:49 UTC

Glad you are well!
Can't wait to meet the cabin. And you'll have to come by Washington Street sometime when you are in the mood for the pleasantest sort of opposite to your solitude. It's full of good cheer and cooking smells, and we all keep strange hours so there's usually someone around, or just leaving, or just coming back.

(Thanks for posting the Yeats -- haven't read that in years; always nice to run across "old friends.")

hanashimonaka October 3 2006, 03:34:10 UTC

haha a little more self contained... not in bobs class!

josenritno October 3 2006, 18:56:26 UTC

Living alone in the woods is so much better than living alone in a city. When I was living alone in Freiburg, I felt very alone, and it didn't help that I could hear people laughing and talking out on the street at all hours of the day. At least, in the woods you really ARE alone, not just not interacting with anybody.

In other news, I have a one-way plane ticket to Vermont for early november.