Let’s just jump right into LITERATURE for the week, because it finally got cold here and I put another quilt on the bed and it was cozy while we all slept together (Toby even joined us!). I’m always going to think of otters now.
Sleeping With You
by Ellen Bass
Is there anything more wonderful?
After we have floundered
through our separate pain
we come to this. I bind myself to you,
like otters wrapped in kelp, so the current
will not steal us as we sleep.
Through the night we turn together,
rocked in the shallow surf,
pebbles polished by the sea.