Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Solitude

Almost 11pm... the usual solitude closing in...
the ticking of clocks...
the worst sound of solicitude...
I should stop the clocks ticking... Not one of them tells the right time anyway.

posted by Lorcan @ 10:48 PM

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