still nearly wordless
i am so excited to have a blog!
but so exhausted, at the moment, by all the technical details.
can we say country girl?... sigh
to stave off the wordlessness, i tried to share an image or two, but the pictures uploaded instead as blank canvases of tv snow.
static static static
my brother's watching hockey and the sportcaster's a poet: adjectives like "fresh, sticky" (ice). there goes the foghorn, here come the cheers; the game's over.
god bless us, every one
but so exhausted, at the moment, by all the technical details.
can we say country girl?... sigh
to stave off the wordlessness, i tried to share an image or two, but the pictures uploaded instead as blank canvases of tv snow.
static static static
my brother's watching hockey and the sportcaster's a poet: adjectives like "fresh, sticky" (ice). there goes the foghorn, here come the cheers; the game's over.
god bless us, every one
posted by sparrow anne at
9:42 p.m.
1 Comments:
sarah,
i love the 'sticatto' of every line, weighty with imagery. i'm delighted you have a blog and we can connect this way. and i LOVE the madeleine l'engle book you lent me -- so sorry i missed you though! thank you so much for the read; i look forward to talking it over with you when you return from bangkok. God's peace be with you.
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