Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy my thoughts. This poem, written by Denise Levertov,
is the best answer to why I started this blog.
Margot
"The one who can't say it,
says it.
The one who can't figure how,
pictures what.
The song no one can sing,
sounds quiet,
air in air.
from Footprints by Denise Levertov
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Lefty
Left-handedness I woke up one day as a left-handed person. I had a cancer called LMS Sarcoma in my right arm. The cancer’s removal meant ...
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The leaves on the big backyard Oak have the first tinge of yellow and boom. My brain, friend and foe, presents a memory, me talking the two...
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Ive learned with grieving about the different kinds of sad. Barely sad, like someone touching your hand, easily brushed away. More sad, a ...
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My first day back at work from vacation. I'm sparing some time for a short entry. Since I last wrote, I've been reminded of a memor...