[Yves S L]

Hello Cally,

The following is now my part of my collection of memorized verse:

"but the fool who reads into

the runes of the runneling rain

and the hunch of the half-starved possum

gnawing the blackberry canes"

Goodness me!

It shares head space with:

"Back out of all this now too much for us
Back in a time made simple by the loss
Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off
Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather"

and

"Because I love you more than words can say"

and so many other ear worms.