[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, July 31, 2017
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Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Music for all ages
Thursday, July 6, 2017
What else?
When all the desirable elements are in the right place, in the right moment, with the right light ... and you don't have any other gears with you than your mobile.
Sunday, July 2, 2017
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