The Windows – C V Cavafy
The Windows In these dark rooms my days are burdensome; and restlessly I wander to and fro seeking the windows. … Continue reading The Windows – C V Cavafy
The Windows In these dark rooms my days are burdensome; and restlessly I wander to and fro seeking the windows. … Continue reading The Windows – C V Cavafy
Fear death? _ to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and … Continue reading Prospice – Robert Browning