Monday, January 29, 2007

Poem: Except

I've wanted to post this brilliant poem for a few days now, so here it is:

Except
by Wendell Berry

Now that you have gone
and I am alone and quiet,
my contentment would be
complete, if I did not wish
you were here so I could say,
"How good it is, Tanya,
to be alone and quiet."

From How We Live Now, ed. John Repp, 1992

1 comment:

Cheesy Knit Wit said...

Rani, just wanted to let you know that I posted the pattern of the little tank on my blog.

Cheesy Knit Wit.