Archive for August, 2009
Lost/Time
When life releases its grip on me I’ll get back to Huginn-Muninn. For now, everything is too crazy and I need a few weeks to catch up. I hope there will be someone patient enough to stick around ’til then.
” What I would do for wisdom, ” I cried out as a young man. Evidently not much. Or so it seems. Even on walks I follow the dog. –Jim Harrison, from Braided Creek , A Conversation in Poetry
