Last night, on an empty-stomach walk before dinner, my husband Michael and I discussed
- how the new toilet’s fill tank stays empty too long after flushing,
- our lives that are thankfully not empty of wonderful people and cats, and
- politicians (including speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives Kevin McCarthy) who seem empty of integrity, honesty, and a soul, which made me think of the The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot.
I don’t want this blog post to be empty of poetry, so here’s that poem:
Do you see any things that are empty in my images for today?
There are a lot of empty conspiracy theories out there, spread by empty people.
I’m sure that YouTube is not empty of “empty” videos.
This is the way my blogs end, this is the way my blogs end, this is the way my blogs end, not with a bang but a thank you.
I am a chocolate truffle