How could I not have posted on this wee blog since July? Oh dear.
Anyway, some Emily Dickinson for your Monday. I read a bit this morning and she so quietly spoke to me that I nearly convinced myself she was haunting my office and would appear in her lacey white dress. But she didn't.
There is a strength in proving that it can be borne
Although it tear--
What are the sinews of such cordage for
Except to bear
The ship might be of satin had it not to fight--
To walk on the seas requires cedar feet