Saturday, January 31, 2015


Can you fully appreciate something without knowing its name?

Is this similiar to the tongue restless because the right spice has not been added to the dish?

Or the line in a poem breaking where it shouldn't?  Or not breaking?

Help, is she fruit?  And what is her name?

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps anvils, sockets, wire prongs, pencils and a cheerful attitude as the lovely couple parades across the prairie, coyotes in the bush, teeth bared.