Originally posted by Grampy BobbyYour posts are always intelectually too demanding for my brain 🙁
"In the spent of one night he wrote three propositions:
That Hell is the denial of the ordinary. That nothing lasts.
That clean white paper waiting under a pen
is the gift beyond history and hurt and heaven."
(Concluding stanza of the twenty one line poem 'The Gift', John Ciardi, 1916-)