The floating diligence and patient melody of...
When you wake up in a strange bed, often you don’t know where you are for...– Billy Collins, Poet Laureate
Hey! Hey! we are on the brink of something here. I can feel it in my bones, spring is near - if you’re Calgarian you will be sharing in my enthusiasm for a 13 degree weather we have had for a couple days now. Weather which implored me to throw on my brand new mint green high waisted shorts and run around in a field all day playing softball with some friends. With the spirit of spring...
“We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By seagirls wreathed with seaweed red and brown, Till human voices wake us, and we drown” - T.S. Eliot “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”