A Dead Poets Society poem
From The Moment We Enter Crying To The Moment We Leave Dying
It’s been a fairly calm week, not much going on except trying to write a paper on two poets that I love. That paper is due at the end of this coming week, so I will be hunkered down in the library for the forseeable future. But before I disappear into writing mode, a poem for my paid subscribers:
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