"You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting,
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine."
-- from "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver
4 comments:
Winter's Tale!
Welcome aboard, Spoon! You were MADE for this genre. (That's a compliment.)
Kudos for the absolute best title I've seen for a blog.
Welcome indeed.
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