Thursday 21 August 2014
Alleyways and Corridors and Other Frames of Mind: When her and I have come to bare... A Poem-A-Day o...
Alleyways and Corridors and Other Frames of Mind: When her and I have come to bare... A Poem-A-Day o...: Shimmers and sings in swaying rows of pear-trees bending, in her ripening autumn breeze; the russet-haired lady who calls for me through the...
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