Doubts
The place where we are right is hard and trampled like a yard. But doubts and loves dig up the world Yehuda Amichai You find yourself in a stone crypt. There are no windows, and the door is locked from the outside. How will you get out? PZI miscellaneous koans, Case 20 Long after the garden daffodils and paper whites have finished, swathes of narcissus bloom on the south-facing and west-facing slopes around where Miss C’s house stood a hundred years ago. They flourish their sweetness on sappy stems from bulbs that withdraw all trace of themselves through summer and autumn and most of winter. Pa