Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Modern plumbing/poetry

I've been reading a lovely anthology of Japanese poetry and literature.  It's short, and cherry-picks, but the way the poetry touches my soul makes the world easier to bear as I try to leave the modern world for something better.

I've been reading my draft of Book 4 and find that it's hard to stay there, in a world filled with overwehlming change on a daily basis.

Just as I thought I'd reached a happy place, all my plumbing exploded. No working toilet, an exploding disposer, and while half of it's fixed, it will take a full day to clean up.

And still:

I will burn free.

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