Please do not kill our livestock
And we will feed you
From our doorsteps
The wolf complied
And was, in fact, much loved
Before he died
When he was mourned and remembered,
Bits of glory
And this story
C L Couch
From “The Little Flowers of St. Francis of Assisi,” 1476
I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that.
I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.)
I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA).
The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at
Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher
December 6, 2017 at 4:28 pm
Hi Christopher. Love your little story related to the tapestry. How the monster becomes beloved when fed well.