A day named this on my calender ought to be heady, sweet round with the promise of summer & growing things Not this bitter harvest of a seed pressed deep in new world dirt 500 years ago but we must taste what was already planted no matter how poisonous the fruit
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Well done. Well said. Short, and with decidedly describable taste.
Thank you so much, Nelle. Wish I didn’t have to saynit.
Well articulated. There’s a challenge in this Susan, that we need to take up. Taste it indeed. Swallow it down. And the bad parts – shit em out, down a drain, never to be seen again. I hope.
1,000 times yes.
It’s damn good to see you here, by the way. Can only imagine the thoughts swirling through your head these days.
Thank you. My thoughts are angry, and a little bit poisonous.
Wow! Straight to the point as always…I miss reading new post from you. I can’t even write right now. Hopefully before too long. Hope to see more from you. Leo
Thanks, Leo. Good to see you too. I am so angry this needs to get somewhere. At least if I do it here it gets read. It reaches someone not in my own head.
Nice piece and great title!
Thanks, Don!