We have come to the last four stanzas of Moriturus (and hopefully to the last stanzas of winter too!). Thank you all for joining me on this journey. 110 more words
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My good friend Jaine Sirieys posted this yesterday. It’s powerful, and I love it.
“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why”
by Edna St. 119 more words