Have not posted in days, very weary with life. Or is that of life. Hadda workshop last night. Brilliant people, brilliant poems. Brilliant Rebecca in a white floaty skirt and *vegan* treats. I notice when I am especially stressed, my right ear rings so loud. Hearing loss is an interesting thing. Sometimes I don't notice it at all, sometimes it is all I hear.
I brought a poem about the Ballard bear. When my ear stops ringing, I'll post it.