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Good to hear you're OK, thought it might be the snow and attendant problems.
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Lisa Spaar thinks so too.
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Lisa Spaar thinks so too.
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Lisa Spaar thinks so too.
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The Little Lives Of Earth And Form
by Philip Larkin
The little lives of earth and form,
Of finding food, and keeping warm,
Are not like ours, and yet
A kinship lingers nonetheless:
We hanker for the homeliness
Of den, and hole, and set.
And this identity we feel
- Perhaps not right, perhaps not real -
Will link us constantly;
I see the rock, the clay, the chalk,
The flattened grass, the swaying stalk,
And it is you I see.
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And some fabulous singing.
I feel like a bit of an intruder posting here most days. Just thought I'd keep something happening until Anne returns.
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