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April, ahh April, the cruellest month. We got this today.
It is a nice phrase. Especially with the rest of the stanza.
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
It is a nice phrase. Especially with the rest of the stanza.
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
posted by Shelly at 4:37 PM
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Oh, man! I was thinking last night and on my way in this morning that I was going to have to post something about "where are the new snow pix? Where are the furniture pix?" Yea! New pix! Now about those furniture pix....
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