Alas! Malnourished, the Muse of Poetry fled me while I overindulged in negativity . . .

. . . into which November 9, 2016 – The Day After – keeps feeding still.

 

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4 responses to “Alas! Malnourished, the Muse of Poetry fled me while I overindulged in negativity . . .

  1. Sooner or later one is bound to run out of negatives, personal negatives that is, which makes room for the more productive positives, on which life feeds.

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    • While one may not run out of the personal negatives (in the mind of those like I, a notorious pessimist) there certainly is a place on our existential path that invites life-nourishing positives, as you say, dear friend.

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