[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
Monday, April 3, 2017
Definitely here
Sometimes I'm really tempted to post the colors ...
1 comment:
anche senza colore c'è tutta la forza e la bellezza della primavera!
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