Sometimes
you have to rip out
big chunks
of the story
in order to
fix
lumpy, bumpy bits.
(Meanwhile, this is what our driveway looks like today.)
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke