"Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone ..." William Wordsworth

22 October 2018

Again.


MY HERO

Just as the hare is zipping across the finish line,
the tortoise has stopped once again
by the roadside,
this time to stick out his neck
and nibble a bit of sweet grass,
unlike the previous time
when he was distracted
by a bee humming in the heart of a wildflower.

Billy Collins

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