I like the winter of this, Jill. It's fog winter in San Francisco, cold,
depressing. This one fits to a psychic "T".
And Andrew's!
And Robin's.
After a good break - head buried in blackberries, jam, pie, Shakespeare &
Marlowe (& extraordinary Dr. Faustus - god dam the Devil makes good sinful
costumes) up in warm Ashland, Oregon - and hours among old growth Redwoods
and wild rivers swimming on the coast - it's nice to get back into this web.
Stephen V
Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
> I am recovering from too much
> drinking or dreaming
> you're phoning from up-country
> with woes of the drowned camera
> corrosion and insurance and bruises
> but yet you can visit the frozen cobwebs
> around the verandah
>
> morning radio trickles in its woes and strangers
> a little piece of sky burnt bright
> as it fell over Sydney this morning
> listen to the astronomers explain
> and then there's the world
> all the contusions we know and don't know
> my knee or my dream is stiff where it clipped the floor
>
> you tell me that down by the creek
> there were twelve baby platypus, with bright eyes
> they are curious you say
> and no bigger than your hand
>
>
> Jill Jones
> 18 August 8.10am Marrickville
>
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