Foolosophy
Death convinces me
the story of my life
excepting love is nothing
unimaginary.
Understandably,
familiarity
with unreality
will breed a certain knowledge
insubstantial too.
~Son Rivers 2006
THE FIRST OF MAY
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In A. E. Housman’s Last Poems, we find this: The First of May The orchards
half the way From home to Ludlow fair Flowered on the first of May In Mays
when ...
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