I really like that first line, Michael:'The space that separatesbecomes the mortar that binds—'Lovely. :-) I arrived at your blog by way of Magpie Tales. Nice to meet you.
I love what you saw in the photo ... something no one else saw.
Terrific take off on the bricks of the manor,and you propel us to chunks of the mortarof the mind; in just a few words, slenderlines, you whoosh us around the worldand back into your poet's pocket.
This brings to mind a piece I saw last week on the Great Wall of China, and how the mortar was made of a rice mixture. So symbolic. Beautiful piece, Michael.
Thanks Tess! Glenn - hum, better remember to clean my pockets out so it's not so crowded. ;)Helen - Where? Just Kidding! Thanks.Paulandrewrussell - glad you stopped by. Come back soon~
I love the poem--and to have the picture beside it too--just wonderful!
love the connection you make to the tangible and intangible-great magpie--c
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