Ocupation: Poet
Life: b. February 15, 1930
Birthday: February 15
One constant in a world of variables - a man alone in the evening in his patch of vegetables. and all the things he takes down with him there, where the easement runs along the back fence.
source: - Bruce Dawe (1971). “Condolences of the season: selected poems”, Addison-Wesley Professional
Topics: Running, Men, Garden
Hearing the sound of your breathing as you sleep, with the dog at your feet, his head resting on a shoe, and the clock's ticking like water dripping in a sink -- I know that, even if reincarnation were a fact, given the inherent cruelty of the world where beautiful things and people are blasted apart all the day long, I would never want to come back, knowing I could never be this lucky twice...
Topics: Beautiful, Dog, Sleep, Dripping
