Posted by sigismund on October 23, 2011, at 2:03:29
In reply to Re: how many days until Christmas?, posted by sigismund on October 23, 2011, at 1:53:14
This has been coming to mind
In depraved May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering Judas,
To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk
Among whispers; by Mr. Silvero
With caressing hands, at Limoges
Who walked all night in the next room;
By Hakagawa, bowing among the Titians;
By Madame de Tornquist, in the dark room
Shifting the candles; Fraulein von Kulp
Who turned in the hall, one hand on the door. Vacant shuttles
Weave the wind. I have no ghosts,
An old man in a draughty house
Under a windy knob.I need to get out of here. The walls are thin as paper.
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