Reflections
The real world isn’t all
that real. There’s images
on images and dreams
to dreams. There’s who we hope
you think we are, and who
we judge we really are,
and who we guess you are.
But none of them are who
we love when dreaming true.
~Son Rivers 2006
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
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