Monday, January 05, 2015

He managed the shower, coped with the small spattering drops,
Then rubbed himself dry with a towel, wiped the living organism.
Day extended its long promise, light swept through his refuge.
But it was time for business, back to the old routine.

('Finnish Rhapsody', John Ashbery - from April Galleons)

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It seems my crystal ball was not so grubby ... ... resisting the temptation to say "told you so".