this is an outlet for my prattlings, poetry and the odd prose, kept up mostly for the sake of my dear mother. I use the phrase ‘kept up’ loosely. while over-committed in a lot of areas of my life, the weblog is a low priority…
a recent visitor noted:
“your poetry is great…and the words you choose always seem perfectly enunciated. like an excessively clear voice recording, where you can hear not only the perfectly clear sound of every letter of every word, but also the sound of the saliva bubble popping in the speaker’s mouth. or maybe, more eloquently, like the sound of a single drop of water into a glass of water, in a silent room…”
your comments are appreciated, dear reader.
