A blade of blue

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. -Robert Frost
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Monday, September 26, 2005

I have been told by a certain admirer of my blog that I need to post again. It has been quite some time, since I have reflected upon the fascintating events of my life. Sunday morning i woke up and got ready for church, only to be greeted by a lake in my living room. There was a tornado watch in our county for saturday night, so we got a pretty bad rain storm. Mississippi gets 52 inches of rain a year, so one would think it rains a little every week....but no. We get big ass storms about once a month...at least that's how its been so far. The sky down here is so much more intense. The sunsets are more amazing, and the storms are far more fierce. And we have the ghetto appartment that leaks. It's lovely.

joanna An outpouring of the brilliance that is me recorded at 9:35 PM

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