Let us sit and contemplate for a moment.
scrabble scrabble search ..... "Now just where did I put my quadrifocals?"
It's not that In the Forests of the Night is a masterpiece - but 13!! *sigh* Ok. I'm over it.
The tiger was born. It snarled. It split. It emerged too tightly knit. It has gone the journey of rebirth and its crystal is now clear (I hope). In the meanwhile I consoled myself with thoughts of other creatures from the rainforest. But then:
Tiger Tiger Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
The Sisters of Mercy play Portland in March. I am so there - tiger footed or no***CV