Little pig, little pig
But beware which talking animals you converse with and let in – hot breath at the keyhole, bloodshot eyes, dripping jaws… You can never be too paranoid…
Discussion of interesting facts about or instances of pig-human interaction that just can’t help but give rise to an opinion.
But beware which talking animals you converse with and let in – hot breath at the keyhole, bloodshot eyes, dripping jaws… You can never be too paranoid…
What forces can affect change in our individual circumstances? Personal beliefs and values, even our political, economic and social viewpoints evolve… So is it time, or is it fate or providence or… something else?
Modern minstrels still sing of dragons, but they sing of pigs as well. And Canadian poetry favors the pig in this collection now available in the library. The works of fifty Canadian poets join the ten already here, and over one-hundred fifty more poems are now available. Alas, there are few dragons…
Myth has always condemned those who ‘looked back.’ Root on! Do not lose the promise of your decisions by grasping at the flickering shadow that it casts upon the present.