Out of the thousands
who are known,
or who want to be known
as poets,
maybe one or two
are genuine
and the rest are fakes,
hanging around the sacred precincts
trying to look like the real thing.
Needless to say
I am one of the fakes,
and this is my story.
Leonard Cohen
from Book of Longing
This makes me laugh.
“Thousands” is great, and oh, so true. “Another Christopher,” I’m not understanding.
Glad that you are alive and kicking. Loving Sheila’s advice for emergencies.
Alive and kicking-ish.
Another Christopher I am not sure of either, it references the legend of Christopher who carried Christ across the river. I liked the rhythm of it and obviously the name attracted me.