[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
Friday, July 16, 2021
A Room View
The view from the hotel I'm in is not among the best we can get around. Black and white can be very helpful in these cases.
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