new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
Stop me, before I go on. I once wrote a short story called Hold On for Quadrant, and it jumped out at me as I read these words. Thanks Vassilis.
My pleasure, Elisabeth; you might also like to know that this little poem is a self-portrait of the artist as indifferent individual--one of my more bothersome traits I have yet to quash.