she said i will write of it, remember and she is correct. the day at the national library, all red carpet for us,empty cabinets, tapes left dusty. we watched the serving, watched him drinkingfive glasses of water before he walked away. sbm.See More
"Today, I end my month long poetry event of sharing my favorite poems for poetry month. And which lucky poem am I featuring on my blog for the final day National Poetry Month? It's The Tyger by William Blake.