new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
The gravity of this situation is always just about sinking in, and then... well, Newton's Cannonball has such a short fuse.
Good question Vassilis. And all that self interest does not necessarily keep the world turning round.
Sorry—what did you say? I was thinking about me thinking about me thinking about...
If you could all please turn around (I'm somewhat self-conscious), I'll turn into a whirling dervish and then, and then, and then? Drill a hole into the earth and make myself disappear!Thanks for being such a willing audience.