Thursday, October 28, 2010

Someone just sent me a link to an article where I found this poem called Separation,

Your absence has gone through me

Like thread through a needle.

Everything I do is stitched with its color.

- W.S. Merwin, 1962
It's easy to love makes me want to draw a picture.

“I remember walking along the sidewalk, and the grass was growing up between the flagstones. I asked my mother where it came from, and she said the earth was right underneath those flagstones. “I felt so happy to think of that,” he says, “that the real world was down there.

My super nice teacher gave me an A on my reflection paper even though it was handed in a day late. =) Last class in 15 minutes! Listening to Trapeze Swinger one last time before I go.
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