Archive: February 9

Here we are, the end of the week, the start of the weekend.
I don't have much to say, but I'd like to share a poem written by Elinor Wylie:

The Pekingese

For a picture
This Pekingese, that makes the sand-grains spin,
Is digging little tunnels to Pekin:
Dream him emerging in a porcelain cave
Where wounded dragons stain a pearly wave.


(Last edited Feb 8, 2018)