Sunday, May 4, 2008

forty days and forty nights, give or take

Flock


It has been calculated that each copy of the Gutenburg Bible . . . required the skins of 300 sheep.

--from an article on printing


I can see them squeezed in the holding pen
behind the stone building
where the printing press is housed,

all of them squirming around
to find a little room
and looking so much alike

it would be nearly impossible
to count them,
and there is no telling

which one will carry the news
that the Lord is a shepherd,
one of the few things they already know.


Billy Collins


(You can hear him reading this poem here.)


in the forty days left before we blow this proverbial popsicle stand, we need to locate some health insurance, figure out what to do with our house, and identify and accomplish about three quadzillion other tasks. wandering around in the desert until we hallucinate is starting to sound preferable.

but really, we're psyched, except for the sadness of missing family while we're gone.

a new song is in the bag, and several recordings are like this close to getting posted here. we promise.

be good to each other and keep in touch.

2 comments:

8yearoldsdude said...

Billy Collins is so likeable.

Anonymous said...

You better be sad about leaving your family. The last show was a stunner. Buy a Hummer to keep you safe. I'll pay for the carbon offsets or give up paper products to pay the earth back.