lack of engagement
in some sort of discourse
within a formal academic environment takes its toll
I see no glimpse of bright sun dawning on that horizon
winter’s dark cloak of wet and windy threads
provide little opportunity on the allotment
spring comes by the moment
a bee bumbled something
crossing my path this morning
as I unlocked the allotment gate
Either/ Or (such a binary construction)
Antoninus begets Kierkegaard begets Eliot
at any rate “You can begin a new life.
Only see things afresh as you used to see them.
In this consists new life.”
provides a handhold
and an opportunity
to stick my foot in it.