rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


I let the room get cold so Sluggo would not crash. Then LiveJournal would not let me log in. Now the night has all but passed. I must be brief.

Wind has covered the ground with oak leaves and dry pine needles. They crunch loudly as I go out to fetch the paper. There will be much cleaning to do this afternoon, if the virus goes away. If it doesn't, then let them lie.

Short Sunday Verse

Bitter Cold

Anonymous (Six Dynasties)

Bitter cold. No one is abroad.
I have been looking everywhere for you.
If you don't believe me,
Look at my footprints in the snow.

-translated by Kenneth Rexroth

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