Like God, the human mind works in mysterious ways--well, mine definitely does. The fog we've been experiencing lately has spun my mind in different directions. The past few days I've been quoting the Carl Sandburg poem FOG to my grandkids, who look at me like I've lost my mind, but actually I think it's just taken a brief vacation.
"THE fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on."
Carl Sandburg
The foggy weather also makes me think of San Francisco, which reminds me of the Clint Eastwood "Dirty Harry" movies with Detective Harry Callahan.
So, here's a Dirty Harry quote, which is one of my favorites: "You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?"
If you're visiting my blog you're probably more of a poet than a punk, but I'm hoping you are feeling lucky. Lucky enough to win a book.
Over at Becky Povich's, one of my writing buddie's blogs, you can win a free book. Becky is giving away a copy of "Time to Write" or "Thinking Write" by Kelly L. Stone to one lucky winner who posts a response on her blog by midnight CST, January 23. I have never heard of Kelly L. Stone, but her books look interesting, and I love the titles. Back to Becky and her contest: The good news is she wants to hear about books you've read that you fell in love with. The bad news is there are several rules--oh, those pesky rules--please read them carefully. I posted about "Mudbound" by Hillary Jordon, a book I fell in love with, but I think I missed one of the rules. (Forgot to include the copyright date).
So, how about it: Do you feel lucky?
