“It appears —” Nia peruses the morning inbox, “we’re in synch with the running poet.”
Thalia peers over Urania’s shoulder at a moon of a different shape. “Sing-crahhhh-nih-si-teee!”
“The world is… huge,” Calliope spins their globe. “and small… at the same time.”
I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for contradictions.
~Maxine Hong Kingston
Talent is always conscious of its own abundance, and does not object to sharing.
~Alexander Solzhenitsyn
A note from LoveLetterist:
What if coincidences
are messages from the universe?
We sure are! How cool we both shared a post today about the glorious moon! :) Thank you so much Gail. I love your painting today.