Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
Ideologies separate us. Dreams and anguish bring us together.
"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?"…
Before the beginning of great brilliance, there must be chaos. Before a brilliant person begins something great, they must look…