grey weather and clouds
Jan. 9th, 2008 02:06 amStill feeling drained. Napped for several hours when I got in.
4.5K/15K done on assignment. Must do more.
Work is being a bit slow. There are things that can be done, but they are of the "slow grind" variety rather than the "priority but interesting" sort. I'd appreciate some more of the "priority interesting" sort.
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Encounter
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn.
A red wing rose in the darkness.
And suddenly a hare ran across the road.
One of us pointed to it with his hand.
That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive,
Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.
O my love, where are they, where are they going
The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles.
I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder.
-- Czeslaw Milosz, translated by Czeslaw Milosz and Lillian Vallee
4.5K/15K done on assignment. Must do more.
Work is being a bit slow. There are things that can be done, but they are of the "slow grind" variety rather than the "priority but interesting" sort. I'd appreciate some more of the "priority interesting" sort.
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Encounter
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn.
A red wing rose in the darkness.
And suddenly a hare ran across the road.
One of us pointed to it with his hand.
That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive,
Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.
O my love, where are they, where are they going
The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles.
I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder.
-- Czeslaw Milosz, translated by Czeslaw Milosz and Lillian Vallee