The Archives: 1999 - 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Six Words Saturday
I think we've seen the end.
4/03/2010 10:22:00 AM
Thursday, April 1, 2010
To Sing with the Fat Lady
The silver Swan, who living had no Note,
when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat.
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
thus sang her first and last, and sang no more:
"Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes!
"More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise."
4/01/2010 01:57:00 PM