Wednesday, September 8, 2010


My land is bare of chattering folk;
The clouds are low along the ridges,
And sweet's the air with curly smoke
From all my burning bridges.

Dorothy Parker


Cécile said...

Beautiful! Strong images.

thinker said...

Glad you like the poem Cecile, this one is among my all time favorites.

the unknown said...

lol thats it?

quotes, poems and what not?

where are the heavy stuff for thinking? lol

thinker said...

Yeah, that's all.
Sorry for not fulfilling your high standards :)

Cécile said...