NOTHING FOUND

The website comes with an automatic blog on its first page which has an automatic title NOTHING FOUND. A good title for a poem, or maybe a book of poems or even perhaps an autobiography, or biography? Yes, indeed: nothing found. But perhaps it is simply not good enough to leave it at that. I should surely have found something by now. After all these years revolving round the sun every 365 days, let alone revolving in a complete spin on earth’s own axis every 24 hours, I ought to have found something to say for myself. Please watch this space

wolf woodcut with a red tongue and a red collar
The wolf