ADDENDUM: FREE AT LAST
My life’s valuables are given here. I can set no greater price tag. That they are free in no way means they come cheaply.
They did came to me free in the package that made me. I merely pass them along. If the work provokes a smile, better a small laugh, then I am content. If they breed a single fleeting musing, all the better.
Bacon wrote “The poet doth soar through the zodiac of his own imagination.” These solitary labors of mine have not soared as high as my hopes for them– but good enough.