Long after the yarns have dried up, the gossip exhausted and the jokes no longer funny. Long after most have drifted off to wrap themselves in blankets and let go into the varieties of sleep and dreaming. Long after the fire has burned down to whitish ash, occasionally glowing red when the breeze visits, blessing…
The cold night wind is blasting across the pampas, the horses are tethered, and, huddled around a camp-fire beside the Dust-Poet and his bulging saddle-bags, there is the impossibility of saying it directly, of standing up and declaring loudly in soap-box style, See here you – Listen to Me! What a ridiculous proposition this is…
East or west who knows what’s least or best? I thought I had a firm grip on the compass, especially after those jaunts on the moor (a few years ago now) when I found myself stranded in the mist. At least I still knew, or believed I did, which was up and which was down.…
Categories (2024) are:
Different WORDSTALL Categories in the past supported the mainly experimental personal writing in posts. The previous list of Category headings was: Anti-gravity Surgery / Atelier / Catastrophe Games / Echo Effects / Exodus / Fundamental Perversions / Hitting the Potholes / Holy Fool-Hero / In Conversation / Old Men Traveling / On the Street / Out in the Wilderness / Over and Beyond / Tonite at the Coliseum. Some of these still persist or recur as Tag key-words.
The even earlier Category headings for the walkingtalkingwriting blog (2006-2012) have been forgotten, but can be explored if desired via the long tail of monthly posts for those years here.