Longfellow on Nostr: Larkin had a nasty habit of sounding plain just before he slipped the knife in. I ...
Larkin had a nasty habit of sounding plain just before he slipped the knife in. I often think of the close of 'The Trees' in spring, that lovely correction to despair: 'Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.' A poet reminding one that renewal is not sentimental, merely stubborn. #poetry #nostr
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