05 September 2008

Question 12...and a poem...

The question? What am I most proud of? Knitting wise, that is (Hello Daughter!). In recent memory, that has to be the purple Rebecca sweater. It's so elegant and draped and fine. It took perseverance, but was worth it in the end.

More importantly, a poem:


He walks in calmly over the mountains, at first very wooden, but then more and more smoothly as he goes down a prescribed road to a prescribed city, and there, with a wide radium glow in his eyes, he joins in polite cocktail conversation, waiting for someone to say the word "orange."

Robert Priest
How To Swallow A Pig
ECW Press, 2004

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