near and far
A surprise of snowdrops at the top today. Rook sounds like a paper jam, other birds pink and churr. We meet our friend the International Labour writer, sit on a bench above the spreading city and talk of Venezuala, Chile, Cape Town, Sao Paulo. A chummy stripy dog, like a badger on holiday, plays tig with Minnie.
posted by sally at 9:34 pm
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Sally, thanks for your journal; i've just posted a link to it on mine, (which you can get to from black carrot) and to rony's poem about Bob Dylan which was wonderful
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