Tweedledum, Tweedledee, and the Indecent MoonIn which the twins debate the distinction between perception and imagination.Tweedledum declared from a sock atop a stump:“Perception is what bites you …| Musings from a Stonehead
Say ItDo they come at dawn?Do they come at dusk?Do they come at dinner,plates still warm?With shields?With masks?With smiles?With apologies?Tea?Biscuit?Thank you.No thank you.Bags by the door.Numbe…| Musings from a Stonehead