A moment poetical as a new year begins: […] Last season’s fruit is eaten And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail. For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. But, … Continue reading →
A moment poetical as a new year begins: […] Last season’s fruit is eaten And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail. For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. But, … Continue reading →