The blanket as metaphor is perhaps more powerful than its empirical identity. If one allows it as cover, as anything that might give comfort, warmth, respite from the daily bombardment of cold needs that seem to make some people feel worthy. Yes, IT/Blanket can only bring warmth if the mind is aware, is sensitive to all that would have it anesthetized and subservient to mediocrity's pandemic some so readily ignore. Your few words, if read by a searching, investigating mind, will discover more that the obvious. For that, I thank you.
WARMTH...WHAT IS IT AND WHERE DOES IT REALLY COME FROM...? THIS IS A STATEMENT THAT PROVOKES DEEP THOUGHT. THANK YOU, ASA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE (MOM)*HIS INSPIRATIONS
wow - and a picture paints the rest of the story of this potent piece. I am very happy to have met you here, and look forward to reading more of your work!
Yes. If the mind is not "in it," the rest is quite futile. This write is symbolically meaningful. Thank you for sharing it, Joyce. Love and blessings to you and to Asa,
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
This was a very good place to start.
Daniel
Peace, love and light,
Amber
great poem
~Z.B.McClure
Thank you, Joyce, for posting on his behalf
and tell him once again he has many many friends
here.
John
Regis
Anna
GOD BLESS YOU, and ASA
Tony
Blessings,
Christine