Ireland and Tag, I’m very sorry for your losses. We are here to help each other through the days and each day we get with our friends bless us with whatever time we them. They were fortunate to have friends like you in their time here.
Tori, you’ve got a good pal in Steve and he in you. Thanks for letting us meet him.
Thanks Kent! 🙂
Ah, Ireland, sorry sorry sorry about Stinker. Beautiful words. They break our hearts, these furry ones. And then we go and do it all over again. I guess that’s what makes us human. So sorry.
Sorry about Stinker. Sad times….our beloved departed animal companions leave a hole in your life, I know.
Catalina: Best wishes for your brother in his recovery. We may not be entirely “there” yet with cancer treatments but per The Beatles, it’s getting better all the time. And family means everything.
Hey Tag and Catalina, wishing you both all the best for the days ahead and sorry for your losses and troubles.
Thanks for the kind words, regarding Stinker, folks. <3
The Red Wheelbarrow
BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS
so much depends
a red wheel
glazed with rain
beside the white
Ferrick, I recommend the poetry of Lorine Niedecker (May 12, 1903 – December 31, 1970) was an American poet. She studied the Imagists, early on. Niedecker’s poetry is known for its spareness, its focus on the natural landscapes of Wisconsin and the Upper Midwest (particularly waterscapes), its philosophical materialism, its mise-en-page experimentation, and its surrealism. She is regarded as a major figure in the history of American regional poetry, the Objectivist poetic movement, and the mid-20th-century American poetic avant-garde. Her book _The Granite Pail_, has influence my work. I hope to type out a poem of hers for OTP.
Mike, Keep on Truckin’, I went to Youtube — I especially like the “Sweet Georgia Brown” video of the kid solo against the chords. Banjo’s are loud!
They are! My grandfather had a resonator on his which had to come off if he was practicing in the house. 🙂