Miles and I are playing- er, working
at our main office!
Miles: Happy Noo bronkie year, kitties.
It is great to get back to work and play
The true soldier fights not because he hates
what is in front of him,
but because he loves what is behind him.
–G. K. Chesterton
I gave up on new poetry, myself, thirty years ago,
when most of it began to read like coded messages
passing between lonely aliens in a hostile world.