Showers over Windermere from Holbeck Lane near Troutbeck.

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October 14, 2021

In the 60’s / early 70’s, I read everything that Richard Brautigan wrote.  Novels, short stories and (very short) poems.  Last week I sent six old favourites about growing old to Robin in Cordova Bay.  He liked them.  I thought you might.

Nobody knows what the experience is worth

but it’s better than sitting on your hands,

I keep telling myself.

Things slowly curve out of sight

until they are gone. Afterwards

only the curve


Night again

Again night

Fred bought a pair of ice skates.

That was 20 years ago.

He still has them but he doesn’t

skate any more.

The last surprise is when you come

gradually to realise that nothing

surprises you any more

With so short a time to live and think

about stuff, I’ve spent just about

the right amount of time on this




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