I can picture this. The other day I was driving to the hospital. Three or four squads passed me at the speed of light. They all headed to the other siee of the expressway....where someone had got on going the wrong way and killed an innocent person. Awful. And I was so close.
All that a critic, as critic, can give poets is the deadly encouragement that never ceases to remind them of how heavy their inheritance is. Harold Bloom
Vasequillo lake
about 15 minutes from our home
"You can never compete with anyone but yourself." Cassandra George Sturges MA, MA, Psy.D
I can picture this. The other day I was driving to the hospital. Three or four squads passed me at the speed of light. They all headed to the other siee of the expressway....where someone had got on going the wrong way and killed an innocent person. Awful. And I was so close.
ReplyDeleteI wrote this thinking about our friend. He was taken away to the hospital by ambulance on Sunday.
ReplyDeleteYou were very lucky, thank goodness.
Pamela
Oh my. You must live by me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit Jamie.
ReplyDeleteUnless you live in Mexico, probably not :)
Pamela