Month: April 2016

Too late for ecstasy, again

  Barter by Sara Teasdale   Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children’s faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup.   Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in […]

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