Peter Pringle

A Poem

Pacing powerfully, Peter Pringle perturbed the pine flooring ‘neath his effervescent boots. He probed his mental faculties, making a point to himself that true reflection depended not on one’s emotional inclination, but rather on the will to understand. He deftly determined not to arrive at 60 and suddenly take stock of his life, having accomplished the task all along the way.