Another year. Last year I blogged for Moishe House with a poem by Richard Brautigan to ring in the new year. Today I'm sorta out of poems though on the other side of the wall is a room full of poetry books (I'm at work writing this) and through the next door is the office of one of the most important contemporary American poets, Lawrence Ferlinghetti. In any case, I find myself poem-less in this moment and instead I'll tell a joke that a 5-year-old friend of mine told me recently.
What did the ocean say to the shore?
Nothing. It just waved.
Happy new year. May we all be blessed with love and laughter and work and peace.
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