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?"…
There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.