Herbie Mann Comin' Home

Saturday, June 28, 2008

A Pear, A Loaf, The Gentle Pause



This Age I won't be living:

Nestled under a willow by a small stream, my very self humble beneath the sky of the Creator reaches into a rucksack to draw out -- what? -- a thin book of poetry, a sketch pad, a book of prayer?

No. A flashdrive. My vade mecum.

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