Sunday, January 23, 2005

Crooked Man. (2nd ed.)

stile: n. steps used for crossing a fence or a wall.

I didn't know either.

He's a very joyous Crooked Man. Or perhaps his condition only allows for a certain way of walking--head cocked, hand raised, knee askew. I always got him mixed up with something out of "Rain, rain, go away", but I decided to depart from that mental image. More energetic, less sodden. I wanted joints stretched, fingers twitching with impatience. To have him walk the fine line (or the crooked mile) between pain and exultation.

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