My desktop is again cluttered with memes I’m waiting to share. The perfect opportunity is more rare than one supposes, however. I suppose that’s why they say, “Perfection is the enemy of good.” I hope to meet the wise oracles of “they” one day. Regardless, it sounds like good advice. So, enjoy. Or don’t – I accept zero responsibility. All that matters is I’m free … Continue reading Desktop cleanse, mark 537.
how many shades of green in the backyard cedar hedge, how many variegated branches flicker in the sun? impossible to count – the more you look, the more you see. more greens dance there than live in my box of crayons, and i bought the deluxe set. how many differing raindrops fall on how many differing blades of grass, each welcoming the varied deluge as … Continue reading one true way (poetry)
I’ve blogged for a long time. I started on Blogger years ago. My site there existed until last year when I finally downloaded the posts and shut it down. It’s strange how reticent we are to close social media accounts. I blogged on Tumblr as well – I have a page for prose and a page for poetry (I haven’t updated the latter in some … Continue reading What’s in a blog – an off-the-cuff joint.
I don’t remember a time I didn’t write. The “I don’t remember a time” introduction is one of my favourite clichés: I wonder if everyone else is also exaggerating? I remember when journalling wasn’t a thing I did, and what’s my style of writing but edited journalling, to greater or lesser degrees. I have a box full of filled notebooks now, but I remember the … Continue reading When the road’s a mystery, an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 