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English[en]
And this, really, is why I was thinking about this poem again whilst sitting in my house for the tenth week (?? I don't even know anymore). I can see the weather through the window, a light Gebruary mizzle, and want to be high on a summit, breathing the gusts. I'm not sure exactly where I wanted to go with this post. Writing down my thoughts and putting them plainly on the screen to see them? Perhaps?
Cornish[kw]
Ha hemm, ytho, yw prag yth esov ow tybi a-dro dhe'n geryow ma unweyth arta hag owth esedha y'm chi rag an degves seythen (?? ny wonn vy yn poran namoy). My a wel an gewer der ow fenester, niwllaw skav mis Hwevrer, ha hwansa bos yn ughel war dopp hag anella'n awel. Nyns ov certan le may fynnis mos gans an post ma. Skrifa ow thybyansow ha'ga gorra yn plen war skrin dh'aga gweles? Parhap?