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Tuesday, June 21, 2005
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"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
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2 comments:
You like poetry and summer. Good.
I have a cursory interest in reading poetry. Writing poetry is another thing.
I don't have the gift for words. Things I do write are not scintillating.
As for the seasons, yes, I like summer the best.
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