Words for wordeaters.
Short stories and poetry by Anna Russell.
Innocence cannot be recognisedby the innocent.Only those who mourn its passingare rendered wistful in its presence.Anna Russell
"Are we to look at cherry blossoms only in full bloom, the moon only when it is cloudless? To long for the moon while looking on the rain, to lower the blinds and be unaware of the passing of the spring -- these are even more deeply moving. Branches about to blossom or gardens strewn with faded flowers are worthier of our admiration."KenkoEssays in IdlenessNice poem! Thank you!
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