[W.F. Lantry]

Originally Posted by R. S. Gwynn

you could be wrong about any number of things.

Sam,

Exactly! Back then, I was convinced I *was* the shadow of the waxwing slain, but now, I wonder if maybe I *am* the shadow...

Or, as the poet himself put it:

"I cannot understand why from the lake
I could make out our front porch when I'd take
Lake Road to school, whilst now, although no tree
Has intervened, I look but fail to see
Even the roof..."

By the way, that lake is trouble! I should make a mental note not to try to cross it at night!

Thanks,

Bill