[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
Monday, July 15, 2013
The pool
Co-produced by my apprentice son and me.
Of course, I managed to find a way to connect to the World and post a picture. :-)
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