They were or they weren't. On an island or not. An ocean or not an ocean Swallowed them up or it didn't.

Toy balloon once kidnapped by the wind - come home, and I will say: There are no children here.

Our snakes have shed their lightning, our apes their flights of fancy, our peacocks have renounced their plumes. The bats flew out of our hair long ago. We fal…

I'm working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.