Karl shapiro

He shall eat flowers, Chew honey and spit out gall. They shall all smile, and love and pity him. His death shall be by drowning.

But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep.

The body, what is it, Father, but a sign To love the force that grows us, to give back What in Thy palm is senselessness and mud?

James Davison took me out to show me where Karl is living right now and where he's going to build. Karl wasn't at home. He was out there somewhere in the woods riding on some Caterpillar or some kind of tractor. But I figured we'd at least knock on the door to see if he was there. His wife answered the door. So we got to meet Kay before Karl.

Gee, I am a complete Luddite when it comes to computers, I can barely log on!