I make my own time, I make my own terms. I cannot see how God or Nature can ever get the start of me.
-from The Journal of Henry D. Thoreau, 13-December,1841
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 ...
3 weeks ago
8 comments:
Many happy returns!
Amen, and cheers! :-)
Congrats, and may there be many happy more of them.
Happy Birthday!
Celebrate in style!
(And "¡hasta luego, Pedro!")
thank you all (how did you ever know) :)
Happy belated, Greg. Cheers.
Happiness to you, then, now, always!
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