Poetry to Bridge The Gap: To *** by Aleksandr Pushkin
To bind and remake into oneness our separation, to remind us that we are, in essence, the scattered beating heart of one body.
To bind and remake into oneness our separation, to remind us that we are, in essence, the scattered beating heart of one body.
You run out of ‘easy [choices]’ once you reach the ripe age of five.
autumn begins with something trivial: keys forgotten in another city,
silver coins of cough in the throat, a Turkish cup of tea