Where silliness borders on the realm of possibility –
that’s the blissful land where children play;
inventing for themselves, or helped
by those never-quite-grown-ups
...
Read full text
I think most of us are made up of books like you described. Depending on how you combine our pages we can either look ridiculous or borderline sublime.
Sorry to hear your celery is limp but your poetry is still crisp, perhaps not even fully ripe yet? LOL David.
your work is a joy. -shannon