Grundarfjardarbaer

When I was young

and walked alone,

alone I lost my way.

I felt rich

when I found company.

Man delights in man.

 

from Havalmal the Icelandic Tao.

Gert’s on her way to Iceland

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/11/30/world/what-in-the-world/on-an-island-named-for-ice-the-poets-are-just-getting-warmed-up

Life ( Sir Walter Raleigh)

While Gert was pensively resting in Downward Dog the other day, this little poem by Sir Walter Raleigh came to mind:

Dusk in winter

The elephant in the room

That monkey’s uncle in the cat’s pyjamas is a queer bird

This door is alarmed

I knew a woman…

Clive alive-o

The solemn fool

In praise of an accomplished female friend