This morning I intended to delete Post Secret from my current blogroll.
At the bottom of today’s posting, I found the above.
I like to think this final postcard is a farewell message from the Post Secret universe.
The real writer is one|
who really writes. Talent
is an invention like phlogiston
after the fact of fire.
Work is its own cure. You have to
like it better than being loved.
-- Marge Piercy, For the young who want to
in The Moon Is Always Female.
Take an ax to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
-- Rumi, Quietness