One day Anni was twirling and singing one of her original compositions.
"It's my gift!" she declared.
Dizzy, she fell with spectacular gracelessness.
Laying on her back on the tile floor she began flapping her arms and legs
as if she were making a snow angel.
"Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

Saturday, March 19, 2005

I don't have two entries in me tonight

I've posted a new ramble over at Postcards from Holland.


Blogger ocelot said...

wow. thank you for the post. i appreciate your ability to affect your perspective, and sharing that ability. it was a very moving read. hadn't known about the postcards from holland spot. a fantastic blog, but i'm somewhat scared to visit regularly, it seems so powerful.

3/20/2005 8:51 AM  
Blogger Phantom Scribbler said...


(one of Peripatetic Polar Bear's stones)

You are a very powerful writer, Moreena.

3/20/2005 9:38 AM  
Blogger Moreena said...

Thanks, you two. Phantom, the post you link to is one of my favorites of the many wonderful ones over at peripatetic polar bear. Thank you for the stone!

3/20/2005 10:10 PM  
Blogger PPB said...

Are you out of pukeville yet?

3/23/2005 10:39 AM  

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