Another long, marvellous poem by T S Eliot.
So, I am playing the “Your word, my poem” game again.
Tejas generously gave me many words to play with and I chose “dichotomy” out of them
and, Sameen dropped the word “flecks” on my list.
Read the poem that came to be.
For the eccentric guy who breaks the wall if you shut the door at him.
I am finally putting the PingBack feature of WordPress to good use by introducing the category “Echoes from the wild”. These posts are in response to posts by fellow-bloggers.
My blog is 4 years old. But the problem of ‘What to write’ remains.
Don’t think of me as pathetic.
Originally posted on bookhad:
Up next we have a regular reader (of our blog too) and a blogger Tame SheWolf! Lest we say something to provoke the shewolf, here’s a quick bio and then you can hear it from the wolf’s mouth. Reader Bio: Tame SheWolf is a reluctant blogger suffering from existential crisis, who is…
Just trying to articulate how both of them fit together for me.
Beautiful. Just the way you are.