How Did We Get Here??
Damn the cough/cold/lurgy/flu or as fellow sufferers are starting to suggest perhaps even COVID..... It didn't do my December any bloody good, even with a patch of respite over Christmas itself, and unless things pick up soon, it's threatening to kick January down before it's even really got started. Enough moaning. Think positively! There's only one way to go when you're down..... Happy New Year! Drowning in it That “All drown” word, All poets forced to worship, Contains duties, tasks, hand-cuffs. Joys and tears. Heart-warmth, gloves, Passionate release, agendas, (theirs) Tools to wrap meanings, warp, argue, In poisonous allegory. Deep longings but, bloody, hobbled Achilles. Drowning in the mirrors, and diaries, Planning-man, Lost hope, Davey's Locker, Whilst drowning, think of gardens. As someone said in a recent conversation, a bad workman always blames his tools. Maybe, but even with a half decent camera, half-usable light helps a lot, and with odd excepti...
