Monday, September 12, 2011

A Poet On The Phone With Heart In Farm

http://youtu.be/OP-msG0Ku3w
There are time for words and time for images.  There is a time for silence and time for time.  Or something like that.  Fall is a season or a choice of words that recall my time on the farm, or the ranch as it was well known to those in Barrington.  In the mean time I post this from my dear friend, and as ever be well
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