My work at Most Frequent Blogger Questions must be done. It’s finished, I mean. It’s not the “best of” anything, nor is it Number One for any reason, but I’ve managed to turn loose of it, and that’s a wonderful thing. It has freed me. At first I didn’t realize how much so, but now I see that I’ve written a dozen new poems (at least their beginnings) in the past couple of weeks, and that’s a big accomplishment to me. I sometimes get a Gerard Manley Hopkins sort of feeling like, “myself it speaks and spells,Hopkins is a far better poet than I am, but he’s also more difficult to read these days! Maybe three people in the universe will read me, if I’m lucky. |
Aren’t They All Special?
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Although I’ll have to admit that I was obsessed with getting good shots of
the Gambel’s Quail and the Curve-billed Thrashers, I certainly didn’t
ignore all...
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