A collection of poetry by writer/illustrator Darby Hudson that talks of gettting through the day, cats, and living a life full of poetry.

I need two things to happen while writing: my hands to write the words, and my heart to somehow see possibility in them. And this collusion to become a continual, self-perpetuating process. Until a whole sentence is formed - something from nothing. It's like blowing wind from my mouth into the sails of this strange boat I sit in. And against all science and logic, arriving in some faraway land.From "A Mountain Of Tiny Courages"