A STRANGE THOUGHT...

Since coming back from the Other Coast, I have not written a single poem. That may be a relief to some of you, and it may be easily explained by all the deadlines piling up before Christmas, but even so it gives me pause.

My best guess is that they were all really about longing, and that having spent nine days together with the Goat left me, well, not so love-lorn. Longing is bound to kick in again sooner or later...

I give it about three days, myself.

Till then, hang in there.
I may not check in for a while.
C