You prepare for one sorrow, but another comes. It is not like the weather, you cannot brace yourself, the unreadiness is all. Your companion, the woman, the friend next to you, the child at your side, and the dog, we tremble for them, we look seaward and muse it will rain. We shall get ready [...]
Archive for January 11th, 2010
Oddjob, a Bull Terrier (Derek Walcott)
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