3.25.2006

 
Spring is in the air. Had a strange duende sensation, picking up a pizza last night in Fox Point, near the park. The librarian has his hobo moment. Poetry is mathematical sometimes; it's also sometimes a welling-up from somewhere else.

Then again, it may not have had anything to do with poetry. Providence needs me, & vice versa. Social consciousness is the elixir of youth. Posted by Picasa

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