There is the story of the old Chinese poet:
at might in his boat he went drinking and dreaming
and singing
then drowned as he reached for the moon's reflection.
Well, probably each of us, at some time, has been
as desperate.
Not the moon, though.
Poem by Mary Oliver
from ''Evidence"
at might in his boat he went drinking and dreaming
and singing
then drowned as he reached for the moon's reflection.
Well, probably each of us, at some time, has been
as desperate.
Not the moon, though.
Poem by Mary Oliver
from ''Evidence"