‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Thursday, July 26, 2007
i am the poemcat!
this according to mog, who knows a thing or two about cats and about poems.
to live up to my namesake, therefore, i offer you this, by Michael Longley.
