Sleet rattles on roof and garden, yard and road, weeds and woods, like seasoning from some indiscriminate eater of a bare-bones feast.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Sleet rattles on roof and garden, yard and road, weeds and woods, like seasoning from some indiscriminate eater of a bare-bones feast.
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When all that’s left of bear is bones,
the salt must turn to sleet.
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Wonderful, and reason to wonder: TMP book in 2012?
Thanks, Julie. I haven’t given a book a whole lot of thought yet, but I guess it would be nice to have something to mark the first five years of TMP next November. (By the same token, I should try and bring out a Via Negativa reader in time for the tenth anniversaryof the founding of VN, in 2013.)
that sounds a lovely idea
Wonderful – I can see a giant with a salt shaker!