tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873505931769500174.post1429671562524239739..comments2012-05-28T16:58:45.381-04:00Comments on The Hungry Pony: how big the ocean when you wish to be far awayLucy Carnaghihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17347673058732053524noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8873505931769500174.post-34023458518847039062011-02-04T07:46:14.801-05:002011-02-04T07:46:14.801-05:00"walking into a three-legged day
each time, b..."walking into a three-legged day<br />each time, bells everhwhere"<br /><br />I really like this verse. It speaks to me, somehow, of the pain and frustration of everyday life. Three-legged not as the stool that sits steady on any (rough) surface, but as the dog who learns to adapt his flawed body to the demands of life, to move on, to survive. Nice. Drew.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com