Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Flies are neurotic,
moths are crazy,
but for serenity you can’t beat a butterfly.

There’s no preparation for poetry. Four years of grave digging
with a nice volume of poetry or a book of philosophy in one’s
pocket would serve as well as any university.

Charles Simic


Blog Author said...

4 years of gravediging
seems a solitary path
like the notebook in ones pocket
but its very human indeed
so forge ahead
theres a road to be taken

Martínez said...

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