Saturday, January 3, 2009

To Listen

There Was An Owl

There was an owl
who lived in an oak.
The more he heard,
the less he spoke;
the less he spoke,
the more he heard-
We all should be
like that wise old bird.

Friday, January 2, 2009

2009? United States?

After having deleted my old blog, I feel somehow compelled to write in a new one. I am sure most of the entries will be private.
Let's start with a picture, song, purpose, and rant.

I. picture



a trilingual celebració
a place to be obvious
and sheepish
a safe place for weak verbs
and hard heads


Estic pensant mes i mes en ángles. Menys i menys en castellá...i menys en catalá . Aquesta llengua..que no sigui meu...que no puc ni escruire...está morint en el meu cor. Trist? a mem...