“All things hang like a drop of dew upon a blade of grass” Yeats seen too late for last weeks micro.blog challenge 💭
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Red Tulips For micro.blog challenge 📷 🌈
On the way to the park this morning I tried to get two blackbirds sitting on the wire, but as I moved my phone…
Reflective walk this morning
Blossom
fish. A vegetable.
One of Teju Cole’s takes on Flaubert’s Dictionary of Received Ideas In Place of Thought
Park Birds, I am pretty sure there is a “duck’s back” joke on the second one.
Get Drunk
…So as not to feel Time’s horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose. But get drunk.
Baudelaire trans M. Hamburger
Early Morning in the park.
They gave us six fishhooks
and two blankets embroidered with smallpox.
From Meeting the British by Paul Muldoon