The splendour

“Soon part of me will explore the deep and dark Floor of the harbour . . I am ev…”

“Listen, for poets are feigned to lie, and I For you a liar am a thousand times …”

“Dream Song 187Them lady poets must not marry, pal.Miss Dickinson—fancy in Amher…”

“Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. After all, the sky flashes, the g…”