I have baked daily visits to my fellow internet travellers’ blogs. This lurking is difficult to track and note so I wrote a poem about it.
You don’t realize
that I wriggle by
both bidden and unbidden,
a hummingbird moth
in larval form
nibbling and skulking,
“I am here. I am here.”
My silent inky maw
writing away in the darkness.
Black ink.
Black paper.
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‘Writing away in the darkness’
Yet shining light
As I re-read another of your blog post….I’m quoting it in my writing now, a monologue for the altc 2022 conference, an acknowledgement, a nibbling, a collecting by the bricoluer.