Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Well, that is so true. I had never thought about that angle of it before. This is why cities are places of terrible alone-ness: too many divergent understandings. Such thinking leads all kinds of interesting places, some of them monasteries and others right here in the house.
Oh, there should be an edit button! I meant to type :"leads to all kinds places". I guess it doesn't matter, and just goes to show that I read my own comments. That's a bit like examining the kleenex after a good hearty blasting: we all like to see what we ourselves cast up from inside. At least this wasn't moving.
A great tale of triumph and resilience, if you ask me, my gloriously trumpeting friend.
the one could be even ourselves...
So true, Tanya, and a wise reminder.
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