tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379098365260485853.post4562542576016160623..comments2023-10-20T16:46:35.795+01:00Comments on The Little Wooden Boy: Long MyndMose23http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379098365260485853.post-36601334018694849932014-11-01T13:33:25.186+00:002014-11-01T13:33:25.186+00:00Thank you, Tom and Jonathan.
Borderlands are rich...Thank you, Tom and Jonathan.<br /><br />Borderlands are rich places to wander about.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379098365260485853.post-34339026739052369772014-10-27T21:46:16.102+00:002014-10-27T21:46:16.102+00:00Very cool. Love this, WB.Very cool. Love this, WB.Jonathan Chanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03647746685252448938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379098365260485853.post-44771518115602752302014-10-27T08:23:51.308+00:002014-10-27T08:23:51.308+00:00Perhaps even farther. It's fearful.
This poe...Perhaps even farther. It's fearful. <br /><br />This poem delivers a lot... danger, anticipation, vegetation, mystery, sacrilege (?), ancestry (??), "Heather's scent of everything,<br />of God entropy" (!!)... pervasive atmospheric redolence of decay... feeling of strong empathy with the nightsoil... final plunge into the ineffable -- in short, every conceivable good.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com