Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
sigh...I know what you mean:)
Wow! The dust on mine would choke me . . .
do our bodies have memories of their own? they seem to. they seem to be their own person.xoerin
"Jacob tight" and "novice years" are standouts from a stellar piece.I'm borrowing my own Tired Monk's robe, at the moment. No tonsure though, just a Lyle Lovett do.
Love the "Jacob lift". The Tired Monk must be feeling spring in the air!
excellent.mine were awakened by the unexpected snow shoveling :)
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.