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

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