"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." -- from The W
I keep reading this, I LOVE the toneand I love, love, love the title! Portents,what a freak'n perfect title!
"Tiny black flakes covered the top of the stove,
dusted the burner wells.
We laughed—oh, how we laughed!
I heard my mother's voice: Petites choses noires.
Little black things.
And the aunts—The Crows, we called them.Flocking Frenchwomen, themselves little black things.
It won't last, ma fille.
Two cups squeezed from one bag,-------YOU DID THIS TOO?
weak and sorry.
duck-waddle lusty-----WHY CAN'T I THINK OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS!
This is wonderful... I wish I could come up with a line like
My belly duck-waddle lusty
and such an approproiate title...
I love it. Margo
Be the change you want to see in the world ~ Mahatma Gandhi
There's just so much I do not know about you, I will not get involved with the 'French Connection', the next thing we know it will turn out you were having an affair with Gene Hackman.
There is one thing I know for sure, I never get tired of reading a Gome's special ánd it seems to me that everything you write is special.
Just one little crit though, it is usual to drink the tea from a cup then read the leaves in the bottom of the cup, sometimes I have seen the leaves tipped out into the saucer and then read, but you accidently found a shortcut and I hope you do not come a cropper. It's a serious business, this reading of the tea leaves and should not be treated lightly.