Aaagh, don’t think too much, do the little things with love, like Mother Teresa said so. It’ll help us all on this ball of blue floating in the cosmos. More love, less thought. More giving, less expected results. More sunshine and more coffee when it rains. Did some editing last week of the Chapbook poems. Even cleaned up some pieces, got to get rid of the “a”, “the”, “of”, “and”. They could be the most overused words in Poetry, “I” is used way to much. I do need to check the mailbox, there’s always a chance a kind soul corresponded with me. Then I’d get away from I for a while.
Hasta el taco. Paz