Friday, December 11, 2009

A Quick Post

I am home today caring for my daughter.
She had her wisdom teeth removed this morning.

This makes me blush.
It almost felt blasphemous to hear this poem regarding the mysterious and revered, Emily Dickinson. Nevertheless...


  1. WOW! LOVED IT! It totally took me beautiful.

    Blessings to your daughter, my she not get dry-sockets...I got them, no fun!

    much love

  2. Thank you, Stacey! Dare I ask what dry-socket is?

  3. wow! this was a hold-my-breath and be lost inside the raspy dreamy english voice and the telling of his undoing of emily long moment. thankyou. steven

  4. Yeah, I was blushing! :) Almost like I peeked in, saw them, and got caught! Thanks for stopping by my blog, Jenny. Enjoy your weekend!

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  6. I wonder if Emily had a deep longing for such an unlayering....

  7. Whew!

    I will never be able to read Emily Dickinson the same way again.

    Somehow I feel very naughty.