The winds that blow
Ask them, which leaf of the tree
Will be the next to go.
The winds that blow
Ask them, which leaf of the tree
Will be the next to go.
Eyebrows are made to be raised.
The last level of metaphor in the Alice books is this: that life, viewed rationally and without illusion, appears to…
Animistic savages prostrating themselves before a painted stone have always seemed to me to be nearer the truth than any…