tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560902.post6932710804782337312..comments2023-08-27T03:29:52.717-05:00Comments on 1559 Pierce Avenue: Does Thursday work for you?Jennifer Myszkowskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17138962381807636970noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560902.post-48388919840384260512010-03-24T18:00:43.254-05:002010-03-24T18:00:43.254-05:00Thursday works for me! I'm following along, a...Thursday works for me! I'm following along, and will be here to lend a hand when you do get home. Except when I'm in Florida! (3/29 - 4/2)rollyAnne Pratthttp://drannepratt.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10560902.post-52805265663811073712010-03-23T07:47:29.413-05:002010-03-23T07:47:29.413-05:00Hi Ann,
I've been following your blog for a wh...Hi Ann,<br />I've been following your blog for a while now. Must be frustrating to be stuck at Mass General. I could take a day off from my "corporate droning" (as Jennifer calls it) to help with driving or pay a visit, so let me know.<br /> In the meantime I wanted to share from my new book of 18th century Zen poetry (these are all separate poems): <br /><br />The Camellia tips,<br />the remains of last night's rain<br />splashing out.<br /><br />Sweet springtime showers,<br />and no words can express<br />how sad it all is<br /><br />Head pillowed on arm,<br />such affection for myself!<br />and this smoky moon<br /><br />The late evening crow<br />of deep autumn longing<br />suddenly cries out<br /><br />From the Great Buddha's<br />great nose, a swallow comes<br />gliding out<br /><br />The old dog listens<br />intently, as if to the<br />worksongs of the worms<br /><br />He glares back at me<br />with an ugly, surley face<br />this old pond frogMary Chapinnoreply@blogger.com