Tumbleweed
No change. I'm just here.
posted by the warrior bard at 2:26 PM
Sunday, November 19, 2006
About Me
- Name: the warrior bard
- Location: If there's a bright center to the universe, you're on the planet that it's farthest from.
You know who I am. If you don't, you stumbled across this blog by accident and you have my pity (but not my apologies).
Previous Posts
- General Discontent
- A Good Lighter
- PC Load Letter
- Fantascapes
- Of Mice and Music
- Boomerang
- A Time to Dance
- A Time to Live
- Politically Correkt
- Bump in the Night
2 Comments:
Tumbleweeds...they can be nasty little critters when yer haulin' ass across eastern Colorada on I-75
Monday, November 20, 2006 12:39:00 AM
The Art of Disappearing
When they say Don't I know you?
say no.
When they invite you to the party
remember what parties are like
before answering.
Someone telling you in a loud voice
they once wrote a poem.
Greasy sausage balls on a paperplate.
Then reply.
If they say We should get together
say why?
It's not that you don't love them anymore.
You're trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.
When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven't seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don't start singing him all your new songs.
You will never catch up.
Walk around feeling like a leaf.
Know you could tumble any second.
Then decide what to do with your time.
Poem from "Words Under the Words" by Naomi Shihab Nye
Tuesday, November 28, 2006 7:44:00 AM
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