new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
led zeppelin:stairway to heaven
Lovely! Puts me in mind of Cafavy's wonderful "The First Step."
This makes me smile, the words and the image alike. Together they create a space in which I'd like to pull up a chair and spend long quiet hours.
Lately I've found myself tumbling backward (and downward) through the pages, reading the Book of Life from back to front... Which of course makes this the first page.
Lighting is exquisite!I'd love to spend a few hours there myself.
So wonderful to read these comments; makes the climb almost seem worthwhile. Thank you all.
coming to your site/blogthis late'at's a neat picture andproem, too.whtc-cich I extrapolate sofar this:numerate solitudeas I am (recently) on my plastic ladder climbedtowards moving books aroundfrom shelf to shelf to lower shelved book-to-bookOvid leans against Plato
I had always imagined paradise as a kind of library (see images nine and ten).
Ed ,the book-shelves a recentaddition to which I confessI am still waitingfor some semblanceof order to manifest itself, as inTake me to your ladder,I can see your leaderlater.Tom,Perhaps in time to join Jorge for a reading tour that will last forever.